Engfa, We're on a Watchlist | Englot

They say life is a journey, but no one warned Charlotte that her journey would involve Engfa, the human embodiment of bad ideas in cute packaging. You see, some days you're on top of the world, and most days you're chasing Engfa down the street because she tried to sell your soul to a vending machine.

Here lies Charlotte, her sanity, and whatever was left of her dignity. May they rest in pieces.

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Welcome to your ultimate escape from angst, where logic is nonexistent, sanity is optional, and Charlotte questions every life choice. These (oneshot) collections are mostly nonsense, sprinkled with just enough fluff to keep things mildly wholesome. There will be other MGT characters too along the way!

So when the world feels unbearable, just remember-Charlotte in this fic is probably screaming into the void as we speak