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Dear Blue,
My heart’s heavier than an AWP after my blunder on Anubis. Leaping from mid to water, I misfired and hit you. That shot haunts me like a mistimed flashbang. I felt awful—team damage stings worse than a backstab while checking eco. I never wanted you to doubt yourself. I tried to make amends, dropping you a slick M4A4 and praising your clutch plays, ‘cause you carried us like a CT holding B solo. I hope you felt my regret, even if my aim was off. Forgive me.
With regret, Your teammate