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Swiggity Swag ♥♥♥, in a pixelated haze.
Two teammates, struggling, in the virtual brawl,
Yet he defended them, standing tall.
A camaraderie forged in the lines of code,
In the chaos of battle, their spirits bestowed.
But when my misstep echoed, a simple misgrip,
Swiggity Swag ♥♥♥'s patience took a trip.
"Hey now," I pleaded, in the virtual domain,
For a mistake, a blip, brought forth his disdain.
Defending the weak, yet swift to reprove,
In the realm of CS2, a paradoxical groove.
A tale of alliances, fragile and thin,
In the pixelated war, where egos begin.
Swiggity Swag ♥♥♥, defender, now vexed,
In the digital echoes, emotions perplexed.