The room is cold and it is dim.

the cursor moves onto a button that says "delete" below my post.

"No . . . "

the cursor on "delete" moves away.

"I won't throw your post to the heartless void"

Up-bears it

A single tear is falling down. It is frying the circuitry of their out-of-warranty Corsair RGB keyboard. In 2 days the space bar will duplicate inputs.

"Send your sorrowful posts to me."

Comrade/They DM me.

The date is June 30th, 2024. One week after the federation war.

I block his ass with the newly implemented blocking features and leave her on read.