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+rep In Counter-Strike 2, there was a legend known as Fweddie, a ridiculously handsome player with muscles so defined, they distracted even his own teammates. But beneath the abs, he was a war criminal.

On Dust 2, instead of planting the bomb, he threw grenades into spawn, crouched and uncrouched for 10 minutes, and even flashbanged his own team with a wink. As the match ended in chaos, Fweddie typed, “Who needs strategy when you’ve got glutes of steel?”

War crimes? Maybe. But damn, he looked good doing it.

im sowwy ily :(

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