[narrating as he stares out the rain-streaked window of his small, cluttered office].

- airdj? yeah I've heard of him

[leaning back in his chair, the dim light casting long shadows]

- Could even say i knew him once too.. We used to be partners, good ones too. Toughest stoic nofapper i ever knew.

[sighs, stubbing out his cigarette in a chipped ashtray]

- Started to lose his grip on reality before he decided to take upon that job back in 96'. Never gonna forget the look on his face after he got back..

[pauses, eyes narrowing as if seeing a distant memory]

- The job was supposed to be a simple patriot fact check on twitter, but nothing ever is in this line of work. He was different when he came back, eyes hollow, like he’d seen something no man should. He never spoke about it, but the silence screamed louder than words.

[leans forward, fingers tracing the edge of the desk]

- We drifted apart after that. He started talking about some new thing called 'gooning' said it had something to do with keeping his mind clear, the newest twitter trend.

- He was rambling about this BAP character, some kind of internet guru. But the irony wasn't lost on me, sounded fishy right from the start. He was more distracted than ever, chasing new twitter Onlyfans leaks, trying to make sense of something that just didn't fit into the puzzle.

[rubs his temples, a faint headache forming]

- Gooning, he said, was the answer to everything. Claimed it was a way to achieve a higher state of mind, to disconnect from the harsh realities of the world. But I saw it for what it was— another escape, another way to avoid facing the truth. He'd sit for hours, eyes glazed, lost in some trance-like state. It was like watching a man willingly drown himself, one breath at a time.

[leans back, the chair creaking under his weight]

- I tried to reach out to him, tried to pull him back into being a good patriot again. But he was too far gone, convinced that this new obsession was the key to everything he'd been searching for. We had some heated arguments, words that cut deeper than any knife. But nothing got through to him.

[glances at a faded photograph on the desk, two younger men smiling, arms slung around each other's shoulders, drinking beer and talking about the latest twitter happening]

- That was us, back in the day. Full of hope, full of fire. Now, one of us is a ghost, the other... just a memory. I guess we all have our ways of coping with the darkness. His just happened to be more self-destructive than most.

[picks up the photograph, running a thumb over the faces]

- Maybe he's out there, trying to get back on the nofap streak - to the man he once was. Or maybe he's found what he was looking for. All I know is, I hope he's found some semblance of peace. Because in this world, peace is the hardest thing to come by.

[puts the photograph back and lights another cigarette, the rain still falling outside]

- We all got our ghosts, I suppose. His just happened to be more persistent than most. Here's to you, old friend. Wherever you are, I hope you've found your way. And maybe, just maybe, you'll find your way back to the light.

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