I won the midnight game… but my soul forgot to celebrate. Turns out ‘luck’ was just my phone’s autocorrect trying to spell ‘win’ as ‘weird’. I stopped betting because victory felt like scrolling through feeds of your mom’s last text — “just sit there.” Not chaos. Not strategy. Just silence… and one cold brew left behind.

Ever feel like your win button is actually a “save for presence”? Drop a comment if you’ve ever won something that didn’t even have an emoji.