Mousetrap - Chapter 29

Welp, he had a good run 🫩

The water is something bad

eughhhhhhhhh they frustrate me more and more every chapter im sick and tired

I HOOE THIS DUDE DIES IF HE DOES WHAT I THINK HE'S ABOUT TO DO

I'm disappointed in you but honestly I'm kinda surprised he didn't use it sooner

tsk.. you wouldn't.... Just because he stayed the night out? Think again my man. DO NOT DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Are u fcking kidding me rn

oh my gof he cant be serious

M**r madarchod you were doing good all these chapters lekin abhi hi trko apni maa chudwani thi

Dude has choosen the bad way 🔪😭

dude please we know you want that cake but ita not yours hunn😔🙏🏻

i feel so bad for hanul :((((

no. please. you're better than this (im extremely sleep deprived and my hands are numb so it's hard to comment as much as i wish to, but we must continue the grind)

Bro are you trying to drug your own boss..?

To that fcking secretary molester:

May your Wi-Fi lag right when you’re about to prove you’re right, your alarms betray you in the most inconvenient way, your charger only work when you hold it at a cursed angle, your battery drop faster than your patience, your screenshots miss the exact moment you needed, your camera blur every important shot, your storage be full at the worst possible time, your messages get seen but never answered, your best lines get ignored while your worst ones get noticed, your comebacks arrive when the moment is long gone, your food always be almost good but never satisfying, your drinks lose their taste halfway through, your rice be either too soft or too hard every single time, your hair refuse to cooperate on days that actually matter, your outfit feel wrong no matter how many times you fix it, your confidence disappear mid-sentence, your voice crack at the worst timing, your plans fall apart just slightly enough to annoy you, your timing always be off by seconds, your patience wear down drop by drop, your thoughts vanish the moment you need them, your mind go blank when all eyes are on you, your energy run out before you’re even halfway done, your naps leave you more tired than before, your sleep never feel complete, your dreams cut off right at the best part, your mornings start rushed, your nights end unfinished, your small inconveniences pile up nonstop, your luck feel like it’s buffering, your day drag on when you want it to end and end too fast when you need more time, and may everything almost go your way—but never quite enough to feel right. You fcking ahh btch, u deserve to rot in hewl.