Beautifully crafted, you can smell all the blood, sweat, tears and various other bodily fluids that were just poured into this masterpiece. The author (god rest his soul) did an amazing job at making me FEEL like i was really there. The sheer amount of imagery that was in this short story was enough to take me to another world, where i was watching these events unfold and furiously touching myself whilst screaming and crying (with joy of course).
If you're looking for originality, look no further. This is a refreshing new story that has never been told before. The entire idea of a SpongeBob Dating Sim was so new to me i almost shit myself with excitement. It was just so unexpected, i still don't know how you writers do it, but i guess that's why you're churning out these amazing stories, and I'm sitting here reading them alone in my one room with a cat and no job haha. I eagerly lapped up the story like a starving dog, and when it was over i started sobbing hysterically and clawing at my screen, simply because i just wanted, no, NEEDED more.
As for your writing style, it left me in tears. The whole story was an emotional roller-coaster, i almost had to kill myself because the shift in emotions was so intense my brain couldn't handle it. I went from laughing so hard i couldn't breathe to crying so hard my neighbors filed a complaint to the landlord and now I'm getting evicted since i haven't paid my rent and my hysterical crying fits keeps up the neighbors baby. And i guess you'd ask me, was it all worth it? And you know what id say to you? Fuck yes.
And if you wanna know how much an impact your writing has made on my life, let me just say this. Before i read your story i was a broken man, i did nothing but look around DeviantArt and play LoL from day till night. Then at about 3 in the morning id close my computer and lay on my floor (i don't have a bed) while squeezing my cat to my chest and id cry, id cry louder than you think possible. My home was devoid of any furniture or appliances you'd expect to be in a normal persons home. That means no fridge, no couches, just me and my laptop(id use my neighbors WiFi). Occasionally id steal a 12 pack of mountain dew and some taquitos from the 7-11 down the street, and ration them out through the week until i left to steal again. Despite the fact that i had no furnishings in my home, my house was far from empty. Completely covering the floor were empty pill bottles, since i would occasionally put on a lab-coat and take meds from the local CVS in hopes some pill id take would kill me , but alas, i was never that lucky. After reading your story not only was my crying naked body physically thrown out of my apartment, but for the first time in my life, i was homeless. I'm writing to you now in a McDonald's, wearing nothing but a pair of dirty underwear, torn socks, and an unbuttoned lab coat, stroking a cat and you know what? I couldn't be happier.

Stunning, the dialogue had me in tears! It was like I was a part of the conversation! Although I was devastated there wasn't more to it. I love the style of your drawing, and the vibrance of your colours. You should definitely consider expanding this into a series, or maybe just expanding on this one alone. Your rendition of Spongebob was gorgeous! (I'm actually fucking terrified of spongebob, but this had me rolling around with laughter, especially the way Patrick was drawn, oh gahd XD)

No in all honesty, this scares the living shit out of me, but I laughed so damn hard at the same time. MOAR. <3