"Tfw no bf," I whimpered to myself.
Sweeping my glorious, but greasy hair to one side, I looked out my bedroom window. Surrounded by Applebee's and mudslims, I knew I'd never find love in this place.
But I was scrrrd. The university town hours away might hold all the answers. I had enough money from that class action lawsuit about dragon dildos to maybe move and rent a room for maybe a month. Tops. Then what? I have no plan, no job, and family won't understand. What should I do?
>>Move to the Uni town on whim (turn to page 32)
>>Stay with your mom and keep shitposting until something changes magically like in animus (turn to page 12)