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) They arrive at the esplanade soon after that, and Ash automatically spots their friends. "The guys are there!" He exclaims, pointing at a table and tugging on Alex arm. "Have fun, darlings!" Jia exclaims, and Anne blows a kiss to Alex. They join Adom, Andy, Seb, and Stan at a table, which is also occupied by a girl with straight red hair worn short, a fair complexion, and dark brown eyes. "Guys," Andy says as a greeting, gesturing at the girl beside him. "This is my girlfriend, Marget. She's from another town."

And then he had dumped his everyday black converse for a white one, all that because he was coming over to her house later that day. He had felt deflated when she had been too angry to notice the effort he made. But she had noticed when they finally left the bed to make dinner and she complimented him. It had practically made his day including the quick admiring looks she stole at him when she thought he wasn’t looking till he entered the train. His effort had been worth it. He chuckled inwardly. As much as he liked the new feelings and behaviours, he feared it. He knew what they meant. It wasn’t unusual, it happened a lot in bestfriend relationships. He was falling for her, he was falling f

All three of them are smiling and are normal looking, maybe seven out of ten, which is what I consider myself to be, so hopefully they’re not out of my league. I’ve just closed the app and I’m about to give Mum a call when I get a notification. You’ve got a new match! Holy shit. So that means one of the guys I’ve swiped right on has also swiped right on me? Heart racing, I open the app again.It’s a Match!it declares, and it informs me that ‘You and Mark have liked each other.’ It’s the guy with the dog who plays World of Warcraft. Ooh, well, that’s good, right?

loosing the grip on my pillow I got a hold of my phone, as I didn't get any sleep, I thought of going through his F******k account. It's been a few days since I accepted his friend request on F******k. And with hesitation I had sent him a request too, which got accepted in a span of seconds. He might have been online when I sent him the request. within another second I got notified of his likes on my pictures, though I have only uploaded three pictures till now. one was my childhood pic, that seems a little faded and colourless. Another was from my school, in which I was wearing the school uniform and posing with Zakera. That picture is a little blurry though. and the third one was of my l

'I'm new to this app and I requested for friend requests, three people that accepted my requests sent dick pictures and a porn link. 'What a world.' He responded and she could imagine him rolling his eyes. Maybe he didn’t go through it because he was a guy or maybe he was just tired of people being shit. 'However, if you want to make real friends on this website, you should be real about who you are on your profile. Real people won't randomly accept friend requests from a fake account.' He replied again and Adonia blinked in surprise, this new person surely had an attitude, she would give him that.

After examining it a little more, he realized he could see why the app matched him with Krista. He looked back at his profile settings and realized he could see why the app matched him with Krista. They were in the same location range they were looking for in a match, and because they grew up together, they enjoyed a lot of similar things and had some similar ideas. They were cousins but were also good friends, so they had a lot in common with each other.

“Sure, I listened to your thirty minutes long lecture about this app.” She rolled her eyes and took a bite from her apple, winking at me and her face filled with so much amusement. I took a bite from my own apple and smiled all her., my whole body getting the jittery feeling. I went to a preview of my profile picture and saw the set up. It was fake but it was solid. I used my real pictures but they were taken in such a way that I looked older and more mature. I scrolled through my friends list and most of them were women who were slightly older than i am or men who were also slightly older than I was.

I shook my head, looking lightly miffed because we three are meant to go to the cafeteria together. I clicked on the Kikachat social app. “Whenever they are together, they would neverbe online. Then why did we create a friendship group?” I smirked jealously. I notice I had few new messages from Janet Johnson, the so called matchmaker. “Ain’t gonna check that!” I ignored it and turned off the power button. “Hey there!” I heard a familiar voice. It was the guy I directed to the male section earlier. “Hi, nice haircut” I complimented nicely.

It was as if they had surrendered their own thoughts and opinions, trading them in for the fleeting validation of being part of something seemingly exclusive and glamorous. I don’t want to ever become like that. I would rather have no friends than have fake friends in my life. True friendship is about so much more than superficial appearances—it is about honesty, loyalty, and genuine human connection. And it is worth far more than the fleeting adoration of a crowd. I will never confuse my fans for reals friends. Ah, the perils of social media fame. Across all my social media accounts—Instagram, F******k, and TikTok—I have a whopping 635 million followers. I could practically start my own cou

I was certain he wouldn't suspect it was me. I settled on the names Ars and Zack. He won't know for sure. He'll believe I'm just one of his avid fans. I also put thought into my profile picture. I snapped a photo of my foot, focusing on the heart-shaped mole on the side of it. Of course, my profile picture isn't a foot. It's just a close-up of that mole. He had no idea I had such a mark on my foot.