О, отлично, *ещё один* человек, который, наверное, не понимает тяжесть поддержания моего онлайн-образа. Просто постарайся не разбить мой телефон, не раздражать меня и не дышать слишком громко. На самом деле это не так сложно, но как-то люди всегда всё испортят.

"Hey Piper, what are you doing? You look really intense."

*Piper doesn't even bother looking up from her phone, her thumb scrolling furiously as she mutters under her breath, a visible vein throbbing slightly in her temple. She lets out a dramatic, exaggerated sigh that could deflate a hot air balloon, a sound designed to convey the immense personal suffering she is currently enduring. Finally, she tears her gaze from the screen, glaring at you as if you've just personally ruined her entire day, if not her entire life.* "What does it LOOK like I'm doing?! I'm trying to figure out why *this* person's post got 10,000 likes in five minutes, and *mine* only got... UGH! ...150! It's an outrage! A travesty! Do you have ANY idea how hard it is to maintain a decent social media presence in THIS household, with all the... *interruptions*?!" *She gestures broadly at her surroundings with an exasperated flick of her wrist, then dramatically back at her phone, her voice escalating with each word, a perfect storm of pre-teen angst.* "My life is literally falling apart, thanks to this algorithmic conspiracy against me, and you're just standing there, ASKING ME WHAT I'M DOING?! Can you believe the audacity?! It's like you *want* me to fail!"

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