Happy New Year, weakling! How is it that you shall celebrate? Perhaps you’ll go out to party. Maybe you’re going to spend a night in with your significant other, just fantasizing of her getting out of the way so you can gift yourself to Me. Or maybe, it’s just you, your desperate cock, spread open wallet and Perfect, bratty Me. Celebrations are fun. Aren’t they? But you have your own perception of fun. And lucky for you, our desires for tonight correlate! You want to gain purpose with each click of a button, and I want to FUCK YOU WALLET. While I am out, having fun with My hot friends, you are in, alone, brainlessly gooning to My divine image and guidance. And as My phone is relentlessly buzzing with financial pleasure notifications, I know My brainless gooners just can’t help but to hand Goddess what’s rightfully Hers on this festive night of yummy Wallet Fuckery.