'Too much has changed, Colin ol' boy. Looks like I'm moving on.' Colin said.
The gamer grabbed his games and movies, tossed them in his bag while leaving a note.
"Dear Bimbo Jazz,
I call you that because you're nothing like the girl I loved. The girl I loved didn't care about being pretty for strangers on the internet. The girl I loved wasn't ashamed to show she loved me. So yeah, I'm taking my stuff and I'm leaving you. You can go suck off one of those horny sobs you call fans because I'm getting a girl who loves me as I am and didn't throw herself away for strangers! >:(
Seriously, what happened to this girl? (Photo of Jazz before streaming, lounging back in her sweats.)
She didn't need surgery and make up to feel good about herself. She helped me get my life back to normal when it couldn't be more fucked up! She was kind, tough, fun, unlike the slutty flirt you are. I miss that. She's not coming back at all, I've accepted it, and I don't give two shits anymore!
F*** YOU,
Colin Bennett."
Jazz stopped reading the letter thrown at her head by Colin on his way out. She just sat there in front of her stream feed, reading the letter and even showing her photo.