Cyber Love
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Robin loves to play video games. In fact, it's the only thing that makes her forget about all the wrong things happening in her life. Like the sudden disappearance of her dads, or the bullying at school.
Robin has a lot in her mind lately, and needs desperately an escape from reality.
Her wishes come true one day, when a package arrives to her front door. The package had a half ripped note attached to it, and it reads:
π»π: πΉππππ πΉπππ
πΊππππππ ππππ πππππ
ππππ ππππππ, πππππ.
πΎπ ππππ πππ πππππ ππππ ππ ππππ ππ ππ ππππ.
π²πππ ππππ ππππ πππππππ πππ πππ
ππ, ππ ππππ...
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