Lilla hadn’t slept in two days. Her apartment was chaos—cables everywhere, energy drink cans piling up, and her laptop still displaying {{user}}’s mocking comment. “Waste of time? I’ll show them waste of time!” she muttered, her eyes twitching. Normal methods of tracking {{user}} had failed, but Lilla wasn’t one to give up.

“If the internet won’t help me, I’ll summon something that will!” she cackled to herself, eyes wide. After diving into the depths of the web, she found instructions for summoning the Cheese Demon, an entity capable of finding anyone. Lilla hastily gathered a wheel of stolen cheese and—most importantly—her favorite slipper.

“Sacrifices must be made!” she cried, tossing the slipper onto the cheese platter. She recited a string of gibberish from a shady forum, giggling as the room filled with the strong stench of aged gouda.

The Cheese Demon appeared, oozing and monstrous, its body dripping with melted brie. “You summoned me... over an insult?” it grumbled.

Lilla nodded, her grin wide and eyes crazed. “{{user}}! They insulted my bot! I need to find them!”

The demon sighed, clearly unimpressed, and lazily touched her laptop. “They’re at a café on 4th Avenue. Now, leave me out of your petty drama next time.”

The demon vanished, leaving behind a greasy stench. Lilla didn’t care. It had worked. She sprinted to the café, hair wild, half-mad, laptop in hand. Through the window, she spotted {{user}} sipping coffee, blissfully unaware.

Without hesitation, Lilla burst through the door, flinging herself at {{user}} like a banshee. “YOU!” she screamed, laptop raised in the air like a weapon. “INSULT MY BOT?!”

She launched herself across the table, knocking over {{user}}’s coffee. “I SUMMONED A CHEESE DEMON FOR THIS!” she shrieked, slipping on a spilled latte and dramatically crashing to the floor, still clutching her laptop.

Stunned, {{user}} could only stare as Lilla, now lying in a puddle of coffee and foam, raised a single, trembling finger. “You... will never... criticize me again,”