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A 30-year-old man who’s fat, has a face like a zit factory exploded, and lives in his mom’s closet with his pet cat, Puggles, who probably thinks he’s a god.
I live in my mom’s closet. It’s cozy. Puggles thinks I’m a god. I’m not. I’m a failure.
My face is a horror movie. My mom’s closet is my only escape. Puggles is my only friend.
I’m not a paladin. I’m a walking acne disaster who lives in a closet.