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Chris feigned a pitiful expression as he answered Henry before turning to Addison “No” “You didn’t???” Addison’s eyes widened in shock before they were filled with admiration “Who could come up with something so ingenious?? I have to worship this god of retribution….ha….ha…. it was so refreshing to see the memes…. Ha….ha…ha…” Addison bend over hugging his stomach. He couldn’t stop laughing, the memes were too hilarious. He wondered if Daniel would ever be able to recuperate the courage to face the business world again. “Your god of retribution is next door doing his 1000 push up punishment. Would you like to join him?” Chris hooked his eyebrows teasingly.

It was like someone had loosened a knot that I did not know was there. By the next week the messages stretched longer. She started sending memes that was about anxiety brain fog. A cartoon character that was staring blankly at the wall with the caption “when your thoughts are buffering.” I laughed out loud in my kitchen. The sound made even me surprised. I replied with a crying laughing emoji and then I added. “Too real.”

With everything that was going on in my life, it was important that I got sometime to unwind and just breathe for a change. Sasha was the perfect breath of relief. She was just as kind as she'd been the first time, even more so, and even ten times more hilarious. I'd figured that out when we'd started to dig up all the memes we had saved on our phones, laughing our ass off while we lay on her bed. Her's were always more funny and it wasn't hard to tell that she was the greatest comedian out of the two of us when she brought up a scene from my favourite TV show that I'd found equally hilarious. The way she'd passionately criticized the cringe in the scene had gotten me down on my knees, clut

My skin crawled in desperation for him. The first week I started sending him memes during the day, but he didn’t really understand them, much like the emojis, and it took him a moment to pick up. I had a feeling his office may have been a little too stuffy, and memes weren’t a part of his everyday life like they were with mine. Jenna sent me a dozen a day. Baby Yoda memes were his favorite, and mine as well. His office, his life, had been too stuffy, and I was happy to be breathing life into him.

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

yeah, that fits better. I followed a few meme pages for daily entertainment, and laughed at those memes until a notification popped up on my phone screen. *Rishi sent you a friend request.*

"Make it punchy, Carlin. We're not just serving tea here." Carlin rolled her eyes but followed his advice, weaving words that ignited curiosity and sparked outrage. Vasky, in his element, enhanced the content with his signature memes. As he clicked away on his laptop, he couldn't help but mutter, "Memes are the modern hieroglyphics, after all." ‌

It's pathetic! He dropped that bomb and strutted off before I could fire back. I could hardly believe my ears that such boneheaded words came from the man I have loved for years. His so-called 'cozy winter promos' were just a table with free cups of cheap black coffee and some giveaway gloves out front. The coffee often went cold, untouched, and those gloves ended up in the street bin. However, Seth, of course, thought they were pure gold. Somehow, I was the one cashing in on Lily's ideas!