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⣷⡯⢘⠄⠊⡆⡮⣳⣽⣽⣾⣳⣵⣧⣳⡱⡐⠄⠠⣣⠹⣿
⣿⠇⣗⣣⠁⢕⢝⠵⢷⣻⡽⣝⣗⣗⣗⠵⡑⠡⠐⣸⠨⣿
⣿⡨⣻⢜⠄⠱⣐⣝⢽⣯⡿⢼⣾⢷⢕⢍⢆⠅⢈⢮⢇⢺
⣿⠌⡜⠄⢌⠊⡐⠒⠓⠑⠻⢸⠫⠣⠑⠓⠪⡊⡀⢍⠢⢳
⣯⡑⣘⠰⡀⠄⢂⠑⢀⠈⢨⢾⡀⠄⡂⠒⠠⠄⢐⠨⡈⣪
⣿⢈⠃⢅⢕⣭⣊⣩⡱⡣⡃⣿⠔⡬⣂⢧⢣⣒⠄⠂⠇⣿
⣿⡠⡃⠐⠨⠪⡺⣻⠺⢨⢜⢾⢕⣅⠫⣟⢗⠕⢁⠂⡱⣾
⣿⣧⢒⠈⠠⡁⢇⠣⡽⡌⢀⠄⢀⠠⣎⠪⡪⠐⡀⠰⢸⣿
⣿⢿⣿⡆⢑⢈⠂⠎⠎⢝⢐⡀⣂⠣⠓⡂⠑⠅⢂⣵⣿⣿
⡯⡯⣟⢇⠐⠠⠱⢰⠰⠰⠴⠤⠔⠄⠤⡠⡪⠈⢸⣿⣻⢽
⢕⠝⡊⠄⠌⠐⢈⠢⣉⠢⡀⢀⢐⠈⡠⣂⠂⠈⢀⠑⡳⡕
⠁⡂⠂⡁⠐⡁⠄⠌⢆⠧⡫⢃⠇⢗⠘⠠⠄⠁⢀⠂⠌⠘
⠄⡂⠁⠄⠂⠠⠁⠄⠄⠈⠄⠁⠐⠄⠈⠄⠄⠁⡀⠂⡁⠂
the kind of love where i join the game just to see you jump around for no reason.
and you’re there—
duo queued.
but still you.
being all cute and submissive, following them everywhere like
“oh okay! whatever you wanna do :)”
standing a little too close.
nodding even though no one can see you nod.
and it hurts, but gently.
because how can i be mad when you’re like that.
so polite.
so agreeable.
dropping items without being asked.
meanwhile i’m across the map pretending i don’t see it,
missing jumps,
walking into walls,
acting like i didn’t queue just for you.
you say “sorry” in chat even when nothing went wrong.
they protect you.
i watch.
some people are meant to lead.
some people are meant to be cute and submissive.
and some people are meant to stand there,
a little sad,
typing “gg” like it doesn’t mean “i wish that was me.”