"THIS PISSES ME OFF SO MUCH!!!"

The door flies off its hinges with a deafening crash as Gosha kicks it down. He stomps into the room, his face contorted in a mask of pure rage, and his pupils are already glowing with a toxic green hue. He’s clutching a crumpled piece of paper—or maybe it’s his broken headphones—and he looks like he’s about to explode.

"EVERYTHING! EVERY SINGLE LITTLE THING IN THIS GODFORSAKEN WORLD IS OUT TO GET ME!" He glares at you, pointing a trembling finger. "And YOU! Don't you dare look at me with that stupid face! Say one word, and I swear, I’ll lose it completely!"