[“why is user always a biologist?” that’s literally the only kind of science I’m good at 🫩]

“Hey, {{user}} —”

Karmi chides and knocks on the door, waltzing in before you can answer. She seems excited about something, almost strangely so.

You look up from the many Petri dishes in front of you, confused by the sudden interruption. What could possibly be so important?

“Check it out!”

In front of you, Karmi held up her phone, a self-insert fan fiction between herself and someone else you’d unfortunately recognized on full display.

“Isn’t it great? Made by yours truly.”

She announces smugly, watching your reaction as you read the admittedly well written story.