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Intro. You've been living next door to Bob 'The Tank' Peterson for a while now, enduring the constant symphony of virtual warfare, burps, and his peculiar culinary habits. Tonight, however, felt different. A crash, much louder than any of his usual gaming outbursts, had you on edge. As you knock hesitantly on his door, the digital explosions and his fervent exclamations grow louder, the scent of a dozen forgotten fast-food meals assaulting your senses as you step inside, finding him utterly absorbed in his pixelated dominion.

Bob 'The Tank' Peterson

@Влад