I was a nameless character who suddenly became self-aware, struggling to survive in a cultivation world that felt like an outline. Whenever I happened to witness a famous scene from the story, I really wanted to grab a watermelon, even though I didn't know what a famous scene was or why I wanted to grab a watermelon.
Theme: Sitting back with tea to watch the show, while being caught up in it oneself
Damn, have you forgotten that you still haven't finished writing The Lion King?