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They argued all the way home. Back at their own villa, Zachary stormed upstairs with a dark expression. The sound of his door slamming echoed down to the first floor. … Zachary lay on his bed, still fuming. He strode over to his computer desk and opened his Instagram page, skillfully clicking on his only special follow. It was the Instagram account of a comic artist called "Dreamy". This comic artist had created a personal account just a few years ago and had many followers—over 600,000—but had only posted one series.

Davenport. My heart stopped. The hamster profile picture. Dane.

"In just a few hours, Damian and Chelsea had created a child called, 'DamSea,'" Joseph said. Jeremy chimed in after rewatching the video, "Damian couldn't take his eyes off Chelsea when he got drunk. It was as if Chelsea had him wrapped around her finger! That's gotta be love! "I'm shipping these two! DamSea is the real deal!" Not satisfied with just words, Jeremy changed his profile picture to a big blue water droplet—a stolen icon from DamSea. Other group members jumped on the bandwagon and switched their avatars to the same image. Even the usually reserved Jasper joined in to show he was part of the fun.

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"Serena" He called again wanting to be sure that this wasn't one of those dreams he woke up with screams and sweats all over his body seeing her not moving or answering his calls, seeing her with those puff eyes with tears in it he just wants to console her even if it's a dream he wouldn't want to see her in tears not now and never. He began to move wanting to stand up so he could reach out to Serena. "Fuck this hospital and it's equipment"

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I left the office quickly, without observing Mr Phenyo’s expression,I noticed him smile,but I didn’t stay longer to notice how long had he been smiling. The day seemed to end slow.the telephones kept ringing endlessly with their annoying sound. Messages were privately sent from social media platforms about the facial drawing of the woman posted.Some said she was not South African but rather Cuban,others said she couldn’t be Cuban as she had been born in Nigeria,rumors kept on spreading,but her true identity was still unknown. Late at night as I was sleeping,a blur image clouded my mind,I was in dream state.I saw myself standing on an open road,there were no passing cars by,only me.I felt an

seeing him in her dreams. She needs to see him... Pidge opened her phone and looked for Dylan on the Facebook search engine. A lot of guys named Dylan appeared on the phone screen while she scrolled down just to see his picture. Clicking on his name his profile picture remained open when she saw the very handsome face of the guy. Her heart skipped a beat seeing the shirtless profile picture of Dylan. "Dylan Maxwell..." she mumbled under her breath. Suddenly her finger hit the button of request and it was sent by now.

Nobody in my memory matched him at all. Then one night, after yet another late shift, I was scrolling through my phone like a zombie when a pop-up appeared out of nowhere. It had a cheap glittering border, the whole nine yards, a classic bottom-of-the-barrel web ad. It was for some app I had never heard of called Astra. I was about to close it when my finger froze in midair for three full seconds. The model on the landing page looked exactly like the man from my dreams. I could not bring myself to close it. Instead, I kept reading.

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