So my friend Tanaya had a water bottle she took to school and she really liked it.
Until one of our friends, horse girl, decided to take it and throw it onto the grass.
The poor, innocent water bottle cried tears of pain as it was yeeted around mercilessly.
And eventually horse girl yeeted it onto the roof, where it stayed for a few weeks until Tanaya asked someone who was on the roof doing construction or something to get it for her.
Tanaya and her bff, water bottle, were united once again. It was such a happy day. There was joyful music playing in the background and Tanaya was just happy to have her bestie back.
It almost seems like a culture where nearly everyone in our friend group yeets Tanaya's water bottle.
And every time it does get yeeted, all I can think of is 'they ask you how you are and you just have to say that you're fine but you're not really fine...'
Poor water bottle.
Stop water bottle abuse.
They just want to be loved and used correctly.
Is it too much to ask for some respect for some water bottles???
Gosh, people nowadays.
*cries in water bottle lover*
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