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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ mead, thinkin’—sex-dating’s a game I’d ace. I’d charm ‘em, smirkin’, “I’m a god, you’ll kneel eventually.” But nah, humans fuck it up—ghostin’ after a shag, or worse, catchin’ feelings. Annoys me to death—pick a lane, ya twats! Happy tho, when it works—two souls crashin’, raw like Ennis and Jack on that mountain. “Ain’t no reins on this one,” eh? Pure fire, that’s the good shit.

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Finally, I manage to shimmy down, kite in hand, and the kid runs off, happy as a clam. But I’m covered in tree sap and looking like a hot mess. I head back to the office, and guess what? My boss is still on my case. “Where’s that report?” he asks. I’m like, “Dude, I just saved a kid’s kite. Priorities!”