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I argued. Erik slowly let go of me as he glared at my mother, “she’s mine. You can’t keep me from her.” Zach chose then to interject, “she’s ours, actually.” Erik glanced at me, “what does he mean by that.” I smiled, “these three men are my mates, Zach, Finn and Marcus, they’re my boyfriends.” Erik frowned, “am I your boyfriend, too?” I gave a wry smile, “maybe we should get to know each other first.”

Lovemarie asked. "I have an app here that looks kind of like a lottery. Random pairing." PJ pulls his phone out. "Why the hell do you have that app?" Khaleel chuckles. PJ smiles. "It's very useful you know. For certain reasons." Khaleel kept grinning to himself and shakes his head sideways. After a while, PJ finally finished drawing groups. It was making me nervous because there will be seven pairs. Seven pairs and we have no idea who will be our partners. That God damn app will choose our own partners for us.

Gerard interrupted their joyful moment. Annaliese dan Beatrice then turned to Gerard. “Your followers are really something, Anna. I can see how much they love you.” Gerard giggled while shaking his head. “Someone suggested a matchmaking festival in Ireland for you to join in the comment section. The reason is definitely to help you move on and meet your love. Then all of your followers voted for this idea. Accidentally, I opened the new message sent by Eudaimonia in our inbox this morning – sorry, Bea. I know it’s your responsibility. But! They approved of the idea and would like to make it the first project of you being its ambassador.”

He is really fond of calling me pumpkin nowadays. I opened my data and another notification popped up. ALEX ALONZO II sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO III sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO IV sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO V sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO VI sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO VII sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO VIII sent you a friend request. ALEX ALONZO IX sent you a friend request.

I quickly unlocked it with my fingerprint, the familiar routine offering a brief moment of comfort. I tapped the F******k icon and watched as it loaded, the blue and white interface appearing on the screen. My heart raced as I navigated to the search bar, typing in "Amory." His name popped up almost immediately, and with a quick scroll, his profile picture came into view. I clicked on his page, eyes scanning for any signs of news or gossip about us.

To make it bearable, alcohol was involved, loads and loads of alcohol. I had two best friends. One was named Anne, the other one was Faye. Anne had been in a devoted relationship for as long as any of us could remember. But Faye and I had started the sad singles club. We got together and took over each other's Tinders. "This guy asks if the carpet matches the drapes." She told me, looking positively disgusted. "Ask If his IQ matches his age." I answered. Faye was pretty, which wasn't a good thing on Tinder. Within seconds the messages started pouring in, sadly most of them were just asking for sex.

"I'm getting several notifications of us being perfectly matched. Can you explain this?" Cameron completely forgot Krista would be getting those notifications as well because the app sends her new matches based on their profiles. So, every time Cameron gets notified that Krista is his perfect match, she also gets him as her perfect match. "I'm sorry, I was trying to see if I could change something in the profile to get a different top-rated perfect match," said Cameron. "But no matter what I do, you keep showing up." "Ugh, this sucks," she said. "I was planning to do the same thing, but if you can't do it, I guess it won't work for me either."

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Ellen replied feeling smug. "First, tell me what evidence you have about the incident. A video?" Cindy scoffed irritably. "Daisy and I have been best friends for more than three years now. And you think you can come from nowhere to spill a bunch of trash to her and she will just believe you?" "Babe, you've got no evidence to back up your claim!" Cindy laughed while Ellen just stared on with a smirk. "All I have to do is tell her you are lying. Babe, she would effortlessly believe you just want to ruin our friendship and relationship. Who do you think you are? You think so highly of yourself get out!"

She clung to Eric's arm and mentioned with a grin, "No worries. We can start over and get to know each other again." This so-called best friend of mine wasted no time flaunting her affection with Eric the moment she thought I'd lost my memory, her gaze laced with provocation. And Eric? He seemed to relish the thrill of cozying up to another woman right in front of his girlfriend. "Lila's right. You two are best friends, and your boyfriends are best buddies too—what a coincidence!" "It's all good. Just think of it as meeting a new friend for the first time."