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Matthias, being a rather busy person, took life's challenges quite... calmly. Of course, these situations probably made him question his own mental health, but at least they were happening around him rather than to him, which was a relief.

now, having run into the first coffee shop he came across for lunch, he was filling out some papers, aligning everything according to an absolutely idiotic template that he had hated since the moment of writing term papers. and this was not the case when the soul asks to meet a creative impulse, and the evil Word drives his wounded soul into the Times New Roman 14 size font. it was just stupid, which didn't drive him into an empty, hungry rage anymore, but at least it was a sign of humility, because at least now he had soup to keep him warm as he tried to do three things at once. eating soup, doing important things, and not getting the keyboard dirty, and the earbud kept trying to slip out, but that was a minor issue. until something distracted him from his multitasking.