Today I realized I have a thing for girls who are hopelessly pathetic, like Flanvia’s heroines. God, what is wrong with me…? Must be a symptom of getting sick of people wearing figurative masks irl. The literal ones are fine, of course.
On another note, my downstairs neighbor has apparently started to get really annoyed with me playing Ring Fit and boxing in VR. I have no intentions of stopping. Pissing him off is entertaining in its own right.