Sehb
"and this is how you sit through a loading screen, contemplating why you're running a game like X17 at such a late hour in the night
and then you stare out the window as the rain gently falls against the glass
and you start to think to yourself
she's not coming back
she's moved on from you
and there's nothing you can do about it
and then as you're slipping into these dark and depressing thoughts you let out a small fart and it reminds you that everything is going to be okay"

that has nothing to do with anything i just /chortled/ at it
cr1tikal is a poet of the ages