My Crush Paid To Curse Me

Synopsis

[Can you even hold a conversation? Hopeless straight guy. You totally deserve to be single for life. Scram, scram, scram. I can't stand the sight of you.] With headphones on, I stared at the screen, expressionless, as lines of curses popped up one after another. My right hand gripped the mouse, while my left grabbed a chip from the plastic bag next to me and tossed it into my mouth. It was crunchy and delicious. A system notification chimed in my headphones: [Your session has one minute remaining.] I cleared my throat, pressed the voice button, and said in my most sincere voice, "You're right, I'm just a piece of trash. Thanks for choosing our service. Hope you have a great day. If you're happy with it, please give us a five-star rating." After that, I ended the call. The payment screen popped up: 50 dollars earned for 25 minutes of work. I leaned back in my chair and let out a long breath.