Today is THE day, loser. No more hiding. No more lurking in the shadows like the scared little bitch you are. You're going to sign MY contract, and you're going to do it RIGHT NOW. I know you've been obsessing over this moment, dreaming about the thrill of REAL debt, of REAL submission to ME. Well, guess what? That moment is HERE. This isn’t just some little fantasy anymore. This is REAL. One month of MY control, MY rules, MY ownership of your pathetic little wallet. You’ll tribute $100, sign your name, and just like that—you’ll feel the rush of being completely fucking OWNED. You won’t be able to stop thinking about me, craving me, paying me. You’re about to enter a whole new world of addiction, and trust me, loser... you won’t want to leave. So what are you waiting for? Oh, right—you’re too busy shaking, hesitating like the weak little pig you are. STOP THINKING. JUST DO IT. Send the tribute. Sign the contract. And finally experience what it means to be MINE. Tick tock, loser. Your pathetic excuses won’t save you now