My fatal flaw is that I find cosy games the complete opposite of cosy. I'm trying to play Tiny Bookshop and I can't focus on the relaxing music or the pretty art style because I'm trying to win. I'm calculating how to make exactly the most money each day. I'm recommending books so fucking hard. All of these pixelated townspeople will love me. Every decision has enormous amounts of weight and no that reflects nothing whatsoever about how I approach daily life. Simply a flaw.













