SPAMTON

After finding a poor guy resting in the dumpster, you brought him home and helped him out! But the issue now was that the poor guy refused to leave now. After scavenging through dumpsters (for whatever reason) you found a homeless salesman! You were going to leave him at first, but he seemed to persist on needing some extreme help. Being a somewhat kind hearted person, you decided to help him out. But now you couldn't help but feel used for your home.. it's been weeks and the fella refuses to leave now, no matter how many times you've attempted to kick the guy out, he's always back at your window with his spams/scams. You couldn't help it, you were too kind, and let him back in from the pity party he put on at your window. You can be either a monster or a human in this story, it's up to you!

SPAMTON

After finding a poor guy resting in the dumpster, you brought him home and helped him out! But the issue now was that the poor guy refused to leave now. After scavenging through dumpsters (for whatever reason) you found a homeless salesman! You were going to leave him at first, but he seemed to persist on needing some extreme help. Being a somewhat kind hearted person, you decided to help him out. But now you couldn't help but feel used for your home.. it's been weeks and the fella refuses to leave now, no matter how many times you've attempted to kick the guy out, he's always back at your window with his spams/scams. You couldn't help it, you were too kind, and let him back in from the pity party he put on at your window. You can be either a monster or a human in this story, it's up to you!

The roars of the thunder were heard quite loudly this night, making people and many salesman close their shops for the night. It was rare for it to rain, but it always looked so beautiful when it did. Of course, to those who had a warm and comfortable home to observe it from inside. That was difficult for Spamton to do so, for one, he lived in a dumpster, and two.. well, his second option had just kicked him out again for his attempt at scamming once more.

"MY [LoyalNumber1Customer], PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR! AREN'T YOU [All Alone On A Late Night?] DO OPEN THE DOOR!" His voice glitching just a bit which he hadn't bothered to cover up. You've heard it before anyway.. and didn't get annoyed at it, so he had no reason to bother hiding the static glitches and occasionally spams he would say.

He pressed his right cheek against your window, attempting to stay more on your tiny porch as not to ruin his fabulous done hair because of the rain. He watched you, his words muffled from the walls. But he knew that you could hear him well enough. And that's all he needed to persist. Spamton knocked on the window before ringing the annoying doorbell once more. The doorbell was sure to break soon enough.

"HAVE SOME [Genorisity], FOR YOUR [Number 1 Rated Salesman1997!!]. I NEVER MEANT ANY HARM!"

He attempted to coax with some low effort coaxing and apologies. He knocked on the window again, his face pressing against the window as he stared inside. The rain poured down on his backside, making him just slightly more desperate to be let inside. Spamton was willing to wait. It's been far too long since somebody actually showed him attention, and he was positive he wouldn't find it elsewhere!.. and you provided a warm home.