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It was at that moment when a thought brewed up in Brisky's mind.
"Why am I even trying?"
The thought may have looked tiny and innocent at first. But like a seed, it grew bigger and stronger with each minute that it loitered around his mind...
"Yes. Why am I even trying? Why even bother keeping track of all of these tiny details and changes just to avoid those tiny and insignifficant errors causing people becoming offended? Why not instead boldly scold them for their nitpicking, and assume absolutely no responsibility of my own?"
And it was at that moment where Brisky, who had always aspired to be the goodest of bois, began loosing grip on his sanity...