Instagram Story Stuck On Uploading Novels & Stories

The steps grew closer, then stopped outside my door. I held my breath. Nothing. After a few seconds, the sound retreated, fading down the hall. I exhaled slowly. When I turned the laptop screen back on, the upload had failed. I frowned, staring at the frozen progress bar, a single red line flashing “Connection Interrupted.” My mouth went dry.

Only that this wasn’t some hot celebrity, this was my wife. My Serena. “What the fuck is this? Just what is she thinking doing something like this??” “She’s uploading pictures now, Sir.” John’s voice rang again, hurried as he showed up with yet another iPad. “I think she’s putting out pictures from last night- the show. It’s getting reposted all over the place. They’re-

It felt less like a random college party and more like everyone had been waiting for the real night to start. Like I said, there's no party without the legendary Tate Parker. I pulled out my phone with the intent of recording a clip for my I* story tonight. I tapped on the app, expecting to find the usual I* logo glistening at the top, only to find “LOG IN OR SI*N UP.” That made me pause instantly. What the fuck? I don't remember logging out. I shrugged it off as nothing. Most apps usually do this sometimes, so yeah, it's probably nothing.

Giselle had to clear her throat. Nicole lifted her head and said something completely unrelated to the purpose of their meeting today. "Can I post these photos on Instagram?" After all, Giselle was an online personality with over 100 million fans on the internet. Giselle's consent was still required before Nicole could upload the photos online. Giselle was indifferent. "Sure. You do you." Nicole pressed the upload button immediately after. She only posted it on her Instagram story. Normally, the ones who liked and commented on her stories were her offline acquaintances.

A pop star and multimillionaire professing his love to you on stage, does have it perks. Besides, I do chip in a few video of Shawn and I on my Instagram story and now people are wondering and asking If I finally gave in to Shawn. Shawn tries to talk me against uploading too much about my life on Instagram and I could be monitored. I would have none of that. No one takes my Instagram from me! Besides, I can’t be tracked because, I don’t attach my actual location to my posts.. Shawn and I finally left for the Club. Shawn was on suit just without the jacket and tie with about 2 buttons loose…

He didn't seem interested in what she did either, working most of the time with a tabloid on his lap. Looking at him being busy she remembered her interview was due tomorrow at 8pm. She hoped for her Christian wedding and reception to finish before that. She also had to convey him about her interview. The thought alone scared her. It seemed like an impossible task to do. She knew she had to tell him earlier but after the grave circumstances that he had laid between them, she had felt too embarrassed to even match his gaze, the talking was thrown way beyond her capabilities. Breaking her endless daze pilot instructed to fasten their seat belts, conveying they were about to land.

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