As the clock struck midnight, Leo’s phone buzzed. It was a text from his brother: "A burrito fund? You're a lifesaver. I'm literally standing in the kitchen staring at an empty fridge."

He clicked into the official site, bypassed the physical cards that would take days to arrive, and headed straight for the section. He picked a design with a giant burrito wrapped in silver foil—classic. With a few taps, he loaded it with enough credit to cover a month’s worth of chips and queso. He scheduled the delivery for exactly 12:00 AM.

The cursor blinked on the screen, a tiny rhythmic reminder of Leo’s procrastination. It was 11:45 PM, and his brother’s birthday was officially fifteen minutes away. He had forgotten the gift. Again.

Leo knew there was only one thing that could bridge the gap between "thoughtless sibling" and "favorite brother": a double-protein steak bowl with extra guac.

The search results felt like a digital choir of angels. Yes.

Leo leaned back, satisfied. The internet had saved him from another year of "I'll Venmo you later."

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