-rep

+rep

+rep GG

+rep nice clutch

+rep cool guy

+rep CARRIED MY ASS. SERIOUSLY WOULD LOVE TO HAVE YOU AS A TEAMMATE AGAIN

+rep kill machine

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+rep for you🧸

So I queued into a casual CS:GO match, thinking I’d just chill, hit a few headshots, maybe flex my “Silver Elite” skills.
Spoiler: I was not the hero of this story.

I pick Dust II, obviously. Classic. Timeless. I buy my usual: AK, kevlar… and one single flashbang. Just in case.
Round starts. I’m hyped. Teammates yelling “rush B no stop!” like a religious chant. I follow blindly. We’re going full send.

Suddenly, I think: “Let me help the boys — time to flash them through tunnel.”

I pull the pin. I throw the flashbang.

It bounces.
Off the door.
Off my teammate’s head.
Back at us.

Rays of light piercing through the mist of darkness, and thoughts freely wandering across the universe. 🌠