Goofy Ahh Profile Picture Novels & Stories

Her goofy smile. She had never been a carefree person. Right from the moment, they started talking she was always brutally sarcastic, subtly serious, but this dark-humored girl who had gotten him for good. Seven observed that she was always sounding so happy over the phone. But it was not the kind you envisioned with a smile on the lips. Just this distinct gaiety. He studied the picture for a little while. He sighed. “I can't believe I'm about to do this.” Seven said aloud. Going to his home screen, open G****e Chrome. He typed the words, “Reverse G****e Image Search,” and click the search icon.

I smile beautifully while Ali stares at me. It seems like little butterflies want to escape from my stomach. I adjusted my seat and it had a heart reaction. Ali: Is my profile picture okay? Rain: Sure. That's sweet, huh! I thought that our profile pictures should also be changed to be a couple, so I bought a nice picture. I chose the Flying Fiesta picture with Ali on my shoulder. In less than a minute, Ali's heart immediately reacted to that. After that was his chat that almost made me melt with so much happiness.

He’s gorgeous. Picking up the phone, I look at his profile again. Kip, aged twenty-eight. Twenty-nine tomorrow, obviously. It’s an unusual name. I forgot to ask him what it was short for. Kristopher, I’m guessing. His profile picture shows him from the chest up, dressed in an All Blacks shirt, looking at the camera and smiling. He has short dark-brown hair with a super sharp fade cut that’s longer on top, a neat beard and mustache, brown eyes, and slightly arched eyebrows that give him a bit of a wicked look.

the guy introduced. My eyes widened immediately as I dropped my head and raised it up with a smile on my face. Fisayo had given me his number after I needed information about the department. His display picture had an anime character on it and we barely spoke, it’s not even like if we spoke I would ask him for his picture. He looked cool in his cameo top and jeans. I squinted my eyes at his sneakers. "Those are limited edition right?" I asked. "Huh?" Goodness asked.

Miya called. Goo left his phone to carry the tray on Miya’s hand. Aiko took his phone and peeked at what he posted. She was furious when she saw her ugly expression displayed on his feed. The post was customized so it was hidden from her. There were also lots of comments poking fun at her. One was from Kalli. “Goooooo! I’ll kill you, you son of a %#?~/.” Goo laughed at Aiko's reaction. Once again, their corner was filled with more pleasant noises that drowned Aiko's thoughts.

Some days ago, F******k had recommended his profile to me if I wanted to add him as my friend but I was so tired to go through his profile. So yes, I am in the mood now. I clicked on his profile. His username was Demetrius Valecian and it had the blue mark close to it. Meaning it was verified. Duh. His profile picture was of him standing close to the large transparent glass which gave his luxurious office an exquisite look. He had a cup of coffee in his right hand while the left hand was in his pocket. I clicked on it and checked the day it was posted. Wow, Some months ago.

CHAPTER SEVEN CHRISTINE’S POV “So what do you think of this one?” Angela asked while holding out her phone with a profile picture of a man in a fitted navy suit, leaning against a shiny black car. He looks decent enough with clean cut , tall and confident smile. But something about his bio makes me cringe and roll my eyes. “I work hard, play hard and love spontaneous adventures??, seriously ? that sounds like “I’ll disappear for two week without an explanation Angela laughs, scrolling past him. “Okay, I think that’s fair enough. What about this one?” She shows me another guy. This one’s a Blonde, slightly older, and standing on a golf course with a golden retriever.

He didn’t even have a beard. The fake Carlson laughed. Was his name even Carlson? It might be, but he wasn’t her Carlson. “Yeah, that’s me or my profile,” he said. Her heart rolled to her feet. The urge to wipe the smirk on his face grew, and she clenched her hands under the table. This must be a prank. “Prove it. “Gladly,” he replied. “You work an eight-to-five job. Your friend owns the pet you used as your profile picture.”