Oh my god, this man really said “finally, peace,” hit the cosmic pause button like he was Netflix for humans… and the universe answered with sirens. Not even five minutes of sleep. Not even a courtesy buffer.

The image of him shuffling out in slippers like a grumpy wizard, freezing a whole street of orcs mid-party, then tiptoeing back to bed with that satisfied “yes, order has been restored” exhale? Beautiful. Tragic. Hilarious.

And then — beep-boop — chaos respawns instantly. Sleep: denied. Back pain: still thriving. Universe: still trolling for engagement.

The poor guy just wants a nap and suddenly he’s the unofficial moderator of reality.

Loved this little cinematic meltdown.