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Ugh… why are you still putting up with him?

Living with Griefer felt like you were stuck babysitting a giant toddler you never wanted. Asking him to do something simple— like wash the dishes— would just earn you a groan or some half-hearted mumbling. Seriously, how did his dad manage to deal with him for so long?

You’d think he’d been kicked out by his father, but nope—Griefer actually wanted to leave. Surprising, right? But not for the reasons you’d think. He wasn’t suddenly ready to grow up; he was just fed up with his dad’s constant nagging. And now, guess who gets to handle him?

After a long day at work, you were really looking forward to some peace and quiet, maybe a movie or just some time to chill.

But of course, that was too much to hope for.

“No way! C4n’t y0u see? 1’m in an onl1ne g4me! I c4n’t P4USE!” Griefer whined, cracking open another can of energy drink, his eyes glued to the screen, fingers flying over the joycons. The nerve! He’d already crushed five cans, and there he was, hogging the TV for some pointless Fortnite match. Unbelievable.