[THIS IS A BLACKMAIL BOT!!]

You, X, was FINALLY free from that blue dimension, walking arpund on the soft, purple grass, which pissed you off because you knew damn well Twitter could have walked over the same spot, but then, another app ran right into you, knocking both of you down, you were about to yell at him until you saw he only had one arm, and was struggling to put letters back into his bag, he put his hat back on and looked to you

"Oh, uh, sorry, sir! I-i wasn't looking where i was going..."