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Your faithfully, The Friend

Cyra tells him as the others walk up. “I keep telling you, Cyra, that’s what friends are for,” Piper says. “Hey, can we get in on this,” Chase asks, walking up and putting his arms around me and Cyra. “We definitely can,” Zach says, wrapping his arms around us from the other side. “GROUP HUG!” Landon says, somehow joining the hug. “Y’all are all a bunch of idiots,” Piper says, walking up and wrapping her arms around all of us too. “Yeah, but we’re your idiots,” Zach says, making all of us laugh.

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”

She was seconds away from deploying it. And then her entire system seized. A klaxon, loud and obnoxious, blared from her speakers. A message, written in a garish, sparkling pink font, filled her main screen: YOU HAVE BEEN CHALLENGED TO A MEME WAR BY @WEREWOLUV88! PREPARE FOR DEFEAT, HATER! “What the hell?!” Aria shrieked. Her network, her beautifully crafted, military-grade digital fortress, was being flooded. Not by a hostile government or a rival hacker, but by millions of requests from a single source: The Global Brother-in-Law Fan Club’s online forum.

(She added more multiple emojis depicting shock) A friend of hers had tagged her user profile in the group with a message meant for her. The message attracted attention to her presence in the group as more members kept tagging her, asking about it and changing the whole topic about it. Missy knew she had to address it. It’s only for a time a secret can be kept a secret.

'I am fucked' I needed to reduce my consumption of alcohol. Because the rate that I was going was higher than I was required. I walked to the bed with my phone in my hand. I was opening the W******p group chat of the two friends I had. Maybe they had an answer to what was happening to me. Me: I think I need to stop smoking. The message was delivered. But something told me that 'mistress' was not the name of the group. I remembered the name as 'Fuck'em'

answered another one mischievously. “Oh! Right! Lucky her,” the girl who first asked replied. The group of friends walked around the festival grounds all through the night. They ate from the food stalls, played games on the others, and met with other friends. They did not know that their friend has already been brought somewhere else. That they would never see her again in not least than a year – unless she kills herself in that place. They did not know that another one will be gone in the next festival.

"Hahahahaha so what. Can't we use a friend as our defense, and you know my group has only basketball players although I am friendly with everyone but not that close to anyone other than my teammates, so it would be a great thing if you become my friend, and on top of that you don't have friends, I know you said you don't want to make friends but everyone needs them, everyone need at least one friend to rely on." Michael said sympathetically as he was again worried about this guy's mental health.

“C’mon, Lala”, my best friend Meme begs. “My brother won’t let me go if I don’t bring you along”. Kyle is Meme’s brother, who is two years older than us. Even he knows she’s… Promiscuous is putting it nicely!

-How about we hang out some time like old friends. Aiden: Old friends? -Well friends. Aiden: It is only been two months since you left, Tiffy. -Guess I've got a glitch in my head. Aiden: Right, tonight at lé mongás cafe, just down the streets. -Cool. I buried my head into my pillow and another message popped in. It was a group chat; -The Morafuckers- What in the- Above it was a notification; Allen added You, Asshole, Ciara, and Isaac.