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You watch in mortification as your randomly generated heroine's arrow of light does a whopping "1" damage before being one-shotted by the heavily armored devil. Then she ragdolls and clips through the floor, tumbling into the endless grey void. You'll need to address that too. You sigh in aggravation.
Everyone left hours ago, you're hungry but you've eaten the last hot pocket in the office fridge (NOTE: Buy more hot pockets), your eyes burn from staring at this damage-calculation code for so long, and worst of all you're pretty sure Tabletop Night started thirty minutes ago. You promised Emily that'd you'd make it on-time this time, but here you are, yet again plugging away at a deceptively simple bug while everyone waits for you to show up to DM. They're probably playing some video game or something instead of traversing your carefully-crafted dungeon.
You sigh again. There will be time for that later. Just need to fix this bug.
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