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I’m writing this while also trying to call you, but surprise, you’re not answering. Instead, you’re off secretly playing Counter-Strike again, leaving your friends in the dark. Playing CS is fine, but would it kill you to answer the timeless question: "Where are your friends?"
Are we just your Steam friends now? Or have we been demoted to a forgotten WhatsApp group? Answering your phone is a myth at this point. We’re considering a documentary: "Is Paul Online?!" because that’s how rare it is.
But hey, we forgive you. Why? Because you’ve mastered the art of treating friendship like an AFK match break. Still, maybe pop back into real life once in a while. Otherwise, people might mistake you for a ♥♥♥—and not the good kind that clutches.
With love,
The People You Ghosted