๐ท 2,800 Calories of Pure Gamer Greed ๐ฎ
I've been glued to this worn-out gaming chair for hours. My room is a mess. Dishes and laundry are piling up. But who cares? I'm on a streak.
Time for a quick meal to refuel. That's what I told chat, anyway.
Ten minutes later and I'm back with two trays of highly-processed delights: two giant bowls of extra spicy ramen, a heaping plate of hot dogs, a can of Monster, a big glass of milk and a stack of oatmeal cream pies. 2,800 calories of salty, greasy, sugary trash - all piled on my desk like a proper degenerate's feast.
**Chat is loving it. **What was supposed to be a quick snack is now loud, nasty, noodle-slurping chaos. Ramen dripping down my chin and chest, staining my top. Hot dogs disappearing one after another. Burps rolling out between bites while I rub my swelling gut.
By the end, my outfit is ruined. My belly is so massively bloated that it hurts. I'm stuffed absolutely stupid, breathing heavily and looking like a beached whale. But the stream must go on. And now that I've refuled, I'm ready for another long, lazy night of gaming.
