"𝕀𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕝𝕤𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦'𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕖?"

𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕜 𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕤 𝕚𝕗 𝕒 𝕝𝕦𝕞𝕡 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕥. 𝕊𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕟𝕠 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕕. 𝔸𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕚𝕟𝕥, 𝕚𝕥 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕. 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣...
𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕚𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕝𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣.

𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕒 𝕤𝕡𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕓, 𝕡𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕕.

You're probably wondering how I'm so bad at the game sometimes and question the amount of hours I've played CS:GO for. "cringebin, you have ____ hours, how are you still so bad at the game?" You may ask. Well, to answer your question dear random page viewer. It's because majority of my hours come from CS:GO Surf. And even though I play surf so much, I'm still ass at it.