It's been 2 years since you last hit that yeet, you've suffered harshly from yeet-deprivation. You get out of bed and check the clock, it says... YE:ET. Scared you jump out of bed "am I hallucinating?" you ask yourself as you feel a shudder from behind. Petrified you keep looking ahead as you feel something on your shoulder as it whispers "Y-E-E-T". You jump in fear, you thought your addiction was over as you see a trail of yeets follow you. In the kitchen the yeets form a tentacle and it whispers "yeet" continuously driving you mad, but you don't resist. It starts crawling up your skirt and you hear a loud "YEET" as it knocks you over.
