L Profile Picture Novels & Stories

Though l made sure that he would see that l'm not interested in seeing how she looks, he stood up and got his phone before going back to his seat. "Here take a look". he said while showing me his phone. I tried so hard to hold myself and prevent me from looking at it but my curiosity beats me to it. I slowly turned my head to look at his phone, I saw a picture of a beautiful woman with a low-cut hairstyle. Not all women can handle that kind of haircut She's only wearing a black spaghetti strap blouse and black pants partnered with combat boots but her aura speaks of elegance.

“Please help me find it. I tried, but there are several profiles with the same name.” I type my username into the search bar. I quickly discovered mine. “My profile photo is of a black cat with a pink ribbon around its ear.” “Oh, it’s our cat, but we lost her last year,” Lora laments. “I’m sorry. My sister likes cats, too,” William says sincerely, smiling sweetly at my best friend. I return his phone. “There.” “Thank you. Don’t ignore my friend request, okay?” “Certainly. I should leave. Other plans.”

We were on the zipline, both smiling wide. I decided to use that picture and added a caption: "The true purpose of close friends." I added a heart and a smile emoticon to it. Once my profile was successfully updated, I continued scrolling. It was still early, so I wasn't feeling sleepy yet. I grinned when I saw Lavly's latest post. It was a picture of her with Benjie. Lavly was in front, smiling widely, while Benjie was standing behind her, looking at flowers with a serious expression. They were wearing matching clothes.

So the latter did nothing but agree. “This is the profile picture, that’s what other people will see at the top of your account. Do you have a pic here that you want to use?” Dione said. She opened Jax’s gallery, and she was just welcomed by the blurred or unintentional pictures there. It’s like those when you just accidentally opened the camera app and accidentally pressed the capture button.

After coming up with countless wrong profiles, I tried to abbreviate his name differently, and still nothing. I was almost giving up when an idea popped into my mind. I clearly remembered the said boyfriend's name from his file. I typed in the search bar and the second profile was his. He is quite famous among his peers. Luckily, the Spencer kid had tagged Liam in most of his posts. I don't know what I was expecting, but this is not it. Most of the pictures on his account were nature portraits. He only had three pictures of himself, and I did a screenshot of each. In my defense, they were not posted closely, and I was struggling to scroll up and down comparing them.

So this what world like when they had their phones? I went over my seat. I opened my newly made f******k account. It was an anonymous. Creyshiee Elliee, that is my f******k name. Weird right? But nothing is more weird than the person who keep sending me messages. Mostly, I didn't put my face as a profile picture. I saved some cute chibi anime girls and make it as my profile picture. I only have three person's on my friend list. Patty, Krisha, and Zack. An idea pops in my mind. I tried searching for my f******k account I use in the real world.

Jokes aside, he still explained his side of the story solemnly, "This girl's profile picture is so gloomy. Not many would put such a picture up." After glancing at him, Lily looked down at her phone again. Alexander was right. The profile picture was indeed quite gloomy. It was gray and dark. When Lily clicked on it, she saw a picture of a gloomy sky with a puppy snuggling up by a broken flower pot. Regardless of how she tried to see it, the picture looked heart-wrenching.

The profile name is Author Sonia. * * * * *

I was trying to contact a girl through F******k with my profile picture appearing in the dictionary, illustrating the phrase: 'Babe Repellant'. I swiftly swapped it out for a shirtless picture of me from the previous summer at a beach in Spain. I'm no model, certainly, but I also don't feel like I have to put on a shirt these days before I go say hello to a girl. I figure that worked for online as well... How about that other new website? Not Myspace... Instaphoto? I*******m. The one with square pictures and all the filters to disguise how shitty smartphone cameras were. I didn't know a lot of friends who were on it, but it was worth a shot.

She installed the app, helping me set it all up, while I busied myself with reading more of her posts. “Alright, all done. I’ve added myself,” she announced, handing me back my device. I saw that she had used Jordan, instead of Julain, and I smirked. “All that’s left is a profile picture,” I hummed, scrolled my gallery for a picture of my car, and cropped it, saving it as my profile picture. “There,” I showed her. She scoffed. “You’re such a guy. You can’t use a car as your profile pic, it’s too…tacky,” I raised a questioning brow. “Why not…a picture of me?” She batted her eyelashes at me.