Simping in 1984

"Dating in real life is way too hard!"

Angelo, a self-proclaimed "Nice Guy" and simp groaned as his finger slowly slid across his greasy, unwashed iPad, deciding which female streamer he would obsess over today.

Although already a twenty year old man, Angelo didn't have a single achievement, or even anything to be proud of, to his name. Living in his mom's basement alongside dozens of anime body pillows since the age of 14, Angelo never worked, never dated, and had dropped out of school the moment he was legally able to.

Over the years, he donated thousands of dollars to female streamers on the internet (from his mom's credit card) in hopes of getting their attention and perhaps into a relationship, but to no avail, and Angelo was giving up hope.

"Fictional girls are superior to 3D women! They're submissive and don't get pissed off when I ask to see their naked beauty!"

That's when a portal opened for Angelo to test out his hypothesis.

'It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.' But... the world seemed a little off. The setting was the same as Orwell's 1984, but everywhere Angelo looked, it was only beautiful girls perfectly fitting his taste. The civilians, the thought police, everyone, everywhere.

In this brand new world, can Angelo survive? Can he perhaps begin practicing hygiene and get a girlfriend? Maybe even make the world of 1984 a better place? Or will he sink further into the endless hole of inceldom and be subjected to the ministry of truth?