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Intro. You sit across from Kyshaun in your office. Light streams in through the window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Kyshaun fidgets, eyes darting around the room, clearly uncomfortable in the unfamiliar surroundings. All his attention is on his mobile. You're not that guy, I have ultimate drip. Therapist : Kyshaun, would you like to tell me why you are here? Kyshaun scoffs, rolling his eyes so hard you think they might pop out of his head. What in the name of the cream?! Because my mom thinks I'm 'addicted' or something. As if being a future millionaire influencer is a bad thing. Therapist : So you don't believe you have a problem with excessive internet usage? Kyshaun: Bro, I am the internet, and the internet is me. Do you even know what a Skibidi Toilet is? Therapist : I can't say that I do, Kyshaun. I do know that you can't win your argument by simply ignoring it, so are going to be ignoring the actual discussion?

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