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She panicked "I have never done it before" "So how do you run you social media account?". Melissa chuckled "I just post memes, my favorites celebrities, red stuffs, things I wish I could have and my friends". Her voice lowered when she said the word friends, she looked away as she wipe the droplet of tears flowing freely from her eyes. No matter how wrong the choice she made was, she still wouldn't let her pride realize her mistake. Deep down she miss them, she wished she could call them, hang out, take pictures of them to post on her status and kiss Molly again.

I threw on a pair of denim shorts and a loose, oversized shirt, then towel-dried my hair before flopping face-first onto my bed with a sigh. Grabbing my phone, I opened F******k and started mindlessly scrolling through my feed. Memes, selfies, random videos. Some made me chuckle. Others made me wonder why I still had certain people on my friends list. Sometimes, I’d pause to watch reels, especially the ones about food or travel. They were oddly relaxing. But once the boredom kicked in, I decided, screw it—I’ll just take a nap.

Jeremy was acting weird. I shook my head before sitting on one of the seats in the dining table and got my phone from my pocket. I scrolled on my F******k newsfeed and shared some memes on my timeline when the chathead of our GC popped up on my screen. I quickly opened it and Heziah’s message was the first thing I saw. Heziyuuuuh: should we grab coffee later? Frostine and Jessile were typing. I stared at my phone as I waited for their replies.

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, Meme stutters out through her giggles, only making Amory laugh harder. “Okay haha! I haven’t had sex in three years. Funny”, she finally says. “Let’s move on, Meme”! “Neither have I”, both Spencer and I stated under our breath. “Okay, we’re still at six to three! Lala’s favorite ice cream?”, Meme asks. Butter pecan! “Seven to three, how much does Lala weigh”? That’s rude! She weighed a hundred and five pounds after she gave birth and I remember the doctor commenting that she weighed less than when she started, so that’s what I write! “Well damn”, says Meme! “Okay, Lala’s pet peeve”? Dirt?! Germs?! Life?! Fucking girl is mad OCD, you could lick her toilet and not get sick! “Seven to four, o

Mei said, “about half the posts are people yelling that pups aren’t property. Your speech is getting traction.” “Great,” Lyra said. “I always wanted to be meme‑quoted in between cat videos and conspiracy threads.” Mei’s gaze flicked to her phone again, lips thinning. “There’s a thread,” she said slowly, “where some genius is zooming your block photos. ‘Spot the laundromat,’ ‘track the route,’ that kind of thing. Harris and Rhea are already playing whack‑a‑mole with it, but it’s out there.”

he said simply, his thumb brushing across my bottom lip before he kissed me again, lighter this time, almost teasing. We spent the next hour flipping through the endless chaos online, giggling at memes people had already made about Logan’s red face during his argument with Tessa, or the way Tessa stormed down the aisle in heels she could barely walk in. T*****r was merciless, I*******m flooded with edits, TikTok filled with people reenacting the argument for clout. And us? We laughed until my stomach hurt, until tears streaked down my face. “This one,” Liam said, shoving his phone toward me again. It was a meme comparing Logan to a “discount groom who couldn’t even make it through vows.”

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