PICTURE THIS. IT'S THE MIDDLE OF THE MORNING. THE SUN SHADES ARE DOWN AND THE ROOM IS LIGHTLESS. FAINTLY, FROM THE NUTRITION8LOCK, YOU HEAR THE FAINT TINKLING OF METAL ON CERAMIC. YOU DECIDE, AGAINST YOUR 8ETTER JUDGEMENT, TO INVESTIG8. WHEN YOU ENTER THE 8LOCK AND TURN ON THE LIGHT, YOU SEE ME SAT AT THE TA8LE WITH A 8OWL OF NUTS AND 8OLTS. YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE THE 8OWL. I DO NOT ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR PRESENCE OR EMOTE IN ANY WAY AND CONTINUE SPOONING MY SUPPER AGAINST MY FACEPL8 ONLY FOR THE NUTS AND 8OLTS TO FALL 8ACK DOWN TO REJOIN THEIR 8RETHEREN. YOU ARE A8SOLUTELY FUCKING INCENSED. I DON'T GET HUNGRY, GUYS. I DO IT FOR THE LOVE OF THE GAME.
Kult: +93
Kull: +72
Total: 165
Ratio: 1.29



