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I was focused on him as if he was the only person who existed in the world. Even when he was being cruel. Even when he was pushing me away. Those social media posts I had quietly shared on private accounts no one knew about also reappeared one by one. Each post was timestamped, showing the progression of my feelings over the years. 【Saw him smile today during the pack meeting. Even though it wasn't because of me, I'm still so happy. His smile is like sunshine.】 【Bought stomach medicine for him after hearing he missed lunch again. Hope he won't be in pain anymore. I left it on his desk with a note.】

He is hot. [Gavin, why did you not bring him in earlier? If I knew, I would not have bothered with anyone else.] A moment later, my Messenger started lighting up. Five new friend requests. I accepted them one by one and checked their profiles. Every single one of them looked stunning. Crop tops, tight yoga pants, confident poses. Most of them looked like they were in their early twenties. Some were even still in college. They were all messaging me at once. I could barely keep up.

She also mentioned something about relieving carnalities. Since I was bored, I looked up the APP on the internet. The mission they put about them, caught my interest, “Making love would comfort people. However, some single people don’t want to find friends with benefits so they don’t get infected with infection or inflammation. Our APP helps to find you a partner to have a one-to-one live chat.”

" But… I was hoping… Collen shrugged slightly. "I know. This project, though, is supposed to cross-match skills and viewpoints. It wouldn't make any sense for them to match up people who already work closely with each other." Before I could say anything else, our boss started calling out pairings. The room was quiet as all of us listened for our names. With every name called, my anxiety increased. I felt Hannah squeeze my hand reassuringly. "It'll be fine, Allison. Whoever you get paired with, you'll do great."

I heard that is their slogan. At seventeen with a few months to my eighteenth birthday, I still don't know what it means to have physical friends, but I do have three friends on my social media pages, crazy it's a dating app, that was the only thing, I found on my phone when my nanny gifted me this phone, two weeks ago, at first I felt reluctant to create a profile, but just last week I decided to have my profile up. My profile had only been up for a week, but I had already made three intriguing connections. Each of them was vastly different, offering personalities that kept me guessing who they were.

"Get on top of him. Facing the other way." "Like a 69?" I ask, the words escaping before I can censor the hope in my tone. She grins. "Exactly." Fucking hell. Mason's about to put his cock right in my face. Our eyes meet. There's no hesitation. No shame. Just two hot best friends that are about to have their cocks in each other's mouths. I've never had another man do that to me before, but I'm sure I want him to.

And was it a common thing? Then he noticed something… The button just below her name and her cover photo, beside the Message button. Add Friend. Meaning they weren’t friends on F******k. Darn! He knew now why her posts and photos suddenly vanished. They were private posts and would not be seen by people she wasn’t friends with on F******k. Did she unfriend him on her own? Just a few minutes after accepting his friend request? Or again, was it just a glitch? Did a F******k error invalidated her acceptance of his friend request? He went to his own Timeline, then to some of his fiends’ Timeline. He didn’t see anything wrong or suspicious. So there was no glitch? Most likely. What possibly happe

I could still see her wearing those large glasses, an oversized Pokémon shirt, and braces, with her hair in a ponytail with bangs. Call me weird, but I had found her cute with those glasses and bangs, even though she had always been self-conscious of them. After she met William, she got contact lenses and cut her hair short to fit her bangs. I remembered how painful it felt seeing her with that bastard. I had all the ladies at my feet, but the one I loved only saw me only as a friend. And now she is probably f*cking that bastard. "Earth to Ice?" Dante snapped me out of my thoughts before I could explode. "Lady problem?"

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 still have this because this gives me a lot of memory. Even though I keep protecting him from bullies, he's the stronger one. He never stops smiling. I'm glad that I have become friends with him. I suddenly remember that time I pranked Kofi. I sneakily used his phone and uploaded this picture as his display profile to all his social media accounts. With a caption of "He's mine." Which caused a lot of misunderstanding in our class and friends because of that photo I uploaded.