Happiness Noises Meme Novels & Stories

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.

Ash: Don't Olivia: The uwus I’m busting Olivia: So many uwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuws Ash: You're so f*cking annoying Olivia: You 'haha'd me Olivia: So, you are human after all Olivia: You can laugh Olivia: You are so cute, Mob boss Ash 😊 Olivia: Can you vocally 'haha' for me? I want to hear your laugh 😙 Ash: f*ck you

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“No!” “Yes,” Landon said. “Someone titled it ‘Espresso Yourself—To Death.’ It’s got twelve thousand views already.” Suzi couldn’t breathe, laughing so hard tears started streaming down her cheeks. “Max! You’re going viral!” Max buried his face in his hands. “I swear, if anyone tags me…” “They already did,” Landon said. “Your name’s in the caption. ‘Local businessman’s café explodes in mocha mayhem.’ Congratulations. You’re a meme.”

Edit: my wife *laughing emoji* Laughter bubbled in her chest when she saw the message. A wide grin spread on her face and she raised her gaze from her phone to check if anyone had seen her but luckily for her everyone was focused on their work. She seemed like the only one who had gotten distracted from her work but she liked this particular type of distraction. It fuelled her happiness.

And now, the internet was having a fucking field day. Noah stopped pacing, long enough to grab his phone again, thumbs flying over the screen as he scanned the endless floods of comments on his innagram. I sucked my teeth, irritation clawing up my throat. “You need to stop reading that shit.” He snapped his gaze to me at that, and I’ve never seen such pure anger in his gaze. “Do you know what they are calling me? Have you seen the fucking memes they’ve started to make about me? I’ve spent my entire life--?”