We miss our friend.
Once, he was one of us — a true gamer, a brother-in-arms in CS2.
Now he’s gone… lost to the real world.

He spends his evenings reading books, working out, and taking care of his home. He’s got a wife, a steady life, and “responsibilities.”
Meanwhile, we sit in the lobby, staring at his greyed-out name, hoping that one day he’ll log in again.

We don’t need him to lift weights — we need him to lift the team.
We don’t need him to read books — we need him to read the radar.
We don’t need him to water plants — we need him to throw smokes.

A real man doesn’t chase protein shakes.
A real man cracks open a cold beer and queues for CS2 with his brothers.

Come home, brother. The bomb is still planted — and we’re still waiting. 💔

what is he doink

NOOB

+rep I want that kreemisai now

+rep seems like a good guy ;)

:(