I live in a flat building.
It was 1:00 a.m.
I was taking my rubbish out.
When I was making my way back to the entrance of the building, an attractive mayo whore suddenly appeared and was about to exit.
She had a white bathrobe on and looked like she had just showered.
I sperged and avoided eye contact the whole time. My whole mind and body froze when she spawned out of nowhere.
She said, "Hiya," as I opened the door. She muttered something else, but I cannot remember what she said.
When I got back to my flat, I looked out the window to see if she would walk back into the building, because where the fuck is she going at 1:00 a.m. wearing nothing but a bathrobe?
I then saw her walking back with something in a plastic bag. I can only guess she ordered a takeaway.
I don’t know why she doesn’t instruct the driver to leave it at the building, as that is what I always do because of my crippling social anxiety.
I think she said hi to me because she thought I was the currycel junk food delivery guy.
Brutal.
But anyway, there you have it. As much as we might think highly of the foids we want, here they are picking up their late-night slop, which is actually an incel cope, funnily enough.
All too human.
It was 1:00 a.m.
I was taking my rubbish out.
When I was making my way back to the entrance of the building, an attractive mayo whore suddenly appeared and was about to exit.
She had a white bathrobe on and looked like she had just showered.
I sperged and avoided eye contact the whole time. My whole mind and body froze when she spawned out of nowhere.
She said, "Hiya," as I opened the door. She muttered something else, but I cannot remember what she said.
When I got back to my flat, I looked out the window to see if she would walk back into the building, because where the fuck is she going at 1:00 a.m. wearing nothing but a bathrobe?
I then saw her walking back with something in a plastic bag. I can only guess she ordered a takeaway.
I don’t know why she doesn’t instruct the driver to leave it at the building, as that is what I always do because of my crippling social anxiety.
I think she said hi to me because she thought I was the currycel junk food delivery guy.
Brutal.
But anyway, there you have it. As much as we might think highly of the foids we want, here they are picking up their late-night slop, which is actually an incel cope, funnily enough.
All too human.
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