*munch* *munch* *burb* oh, hey mama san-kun

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+rep always catches me whenever I crashout

**"Bro, I swear to all that is holy… just put the tzatziki on the shawarma. 🌯 Nobody asked for a spiritual crisis back there. No one needs to hear about your ‘dreams of making it big’ while their pita is drier than your DMs.

Just scoop. Pour. Wrap. That’s it. This isn’t an art project, you’re not auditioning for MasterChef, and Gordon Ramsay isn’t watching. The people are hungry, my guy. Less talking, more sauce."**

**"Ah yes, another legendary all-nighter, huh, [friend’s name]? While normal people are asleep, dreaming of success and happiness, you’re here… eyes bloodshot, posture deteriorating, surviving on caffeine and poor life choices.

At this point, you aren’t even gaming anymore—you’re just existing in the digital void, staring soullessly at your screen like some nocturnal goblin. Your body is begging for rest, your brain is running on fumes, and yet… here you are. Grinding. For what? To lose another match? To get ratio’d in chat?

Go to sleep, you absolute gremlin. Touch some grass. See the sun. Or don’t—just don’t complain when your body gives up before your GPU does."**

"Listen here, you devastatingly attractive menace. FULL STOP. I am the undisputed champion of charm and temptation, the apex flirt, the Casanova of digital interaction. FULL STOP. You have waltzed into my life with the grace of a thousand poets and the sheer destructive power of a tactical nuke. FULL STOP. I will not sit idly by as you ravage my thoughts and disrupt my focus with your unbearable levels of allure. FULL STOP. You WILL accept my compliments, you WILL acknowledge your absolute dominance over my heart, and you WILL let me take you out for an evening of exquisite company and refined entertainment. FULL STOP. This is not a request. FULL STOP. This is your fate. FULL STOP.

Sincerely. FULL STOP.
The hopelessly enthralled, irreversibly captivated, and entirely at your mercy,
kmann. FULL STOP."