Have you ever walked into a room and realised “oh wow, I don’t matter”? Have you sat in the corner and merely watched as those around you continued to have a good time where you showing up or not made no difference?
Well now that I have successfully deteriorated you down to my level of self-deprecation, we can get started!
Today I was sitting on Habbo just going about my normal routine of playing multiple rounds of Sudoku on my phone as I completely disregard all responsibilities I possess as an almost-23-year-old human. During this time an idea popped into my severely under-stimulated brain.
I asked myself what would happen if I went into a random room in Habbo, said nothing, contributed NOTHING except doing the one thing I love doing the most… judging people.
I decided this was an experiment worth testing, and proceeded to spend an hour in one of Habbo’s many public rooms and just observe the many Habbos that came through.
Today’s room was…
This room has a very special place in my heart. Not because I spent a lot of time here during my 14 years as a Habbo (please don’t do the maths on that), but because I too am a fan of an adult beverage.
Immediately upon arrival everything was looking quite mundane. Much like in an IRL club everyone was, for the most part, doing their own thing. THAT IS… until my cover as an objective reporter was almost blown.
Now in hindsight, it probably wasn’t the best idea to show up to stake out in a murderous hockey mask but I am new at this so give me a break.
As time went by, life certainly began to fill the dance floor of Club NX and you could tell that Mandy the bartender was beginning to feel frustrated as the room quickly reached well above 50.
Eventually, something magical entered the club. Something that no amount of rubber ducks, credits, or diamonds could have bought… LOVE.
As the Habbos duck funked and rollie’d their way through the club, they began to connect with one another. To befriend one another. And soon… love emerged.
I watched as love took many forms. From the initial approach of “Hi, how are you?”
To the act of trying to impress your potential suitor.
And I even had the honour of watching two Habbos affirm the validity of their love for one another.
But the most wonderful thing I encountered during my time at Club NX had nothing to do with romance at all but the act of two good friends having a good time.
It was actually that Mandy was quite generous with the heaviness of her pour.
In all honesty, I started this experiment as a means of wasting time and cracking a few jokes. But at the end of the day, everyone has their own reasons for playing Habbo. Whether it be to kill time in between university classes, to wind down after a long day, or to make friends. All that matters is that every Habbo is safe, friendly, and having fun.
Thank you for reading! and see you at Club NX