You're a wolf providing great crypto trades on Twitter but your followers, savvy as a hamster trying to operate a hedge fund, simply don't understand your hints! 
 One day, frustration boiling like a pot of ramen noodles, you decide to take matters into your own paws, break into the house of one of your followers and press the buy and sell buttons for them. 
 You sneak through their doggy door, find their computer room and boom, there it is, their Binance account open like a treasure chest. You start making trades like a furry conductor leading a symphony of red candles! Your follower bursts into the room, their eyes wide with panic. They see their portfolio plummeting before their very eyes. "What are you doing?!" they scream. "Stop making reckless trades!" They start to cry and beg you to stop. You can continue making reckless trades or stop.