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“Like I said, she has a personality. She seems nice. Funny.” I laughed. “You can tell that from her profile picture can you? Pulling the funky chicken is she?” “Just fucking look, will you?” He pushed his glasses back on his nose, and smoothed down his beard, eyes twinkling. Boho. Another one. Could I handle another trendy little free-spirit in the house? Probably. The thought didn’t altogether turn me off.

"Damn it." "What?" She started laughing so hard she nearly dropped the phone entirely. "Oh my God." "What happened?" I leaned over. She shoved the screen toward me. I looked down and immediately covered my face. The internet had been busy. Someone had already edited Miranda's expression next to a bald cartoon character. Another post showed Adriana gripping a lion by the mane with the caption: Hair Removal Specialist. A third had put my face and Miranda's face inside a wrestling ring with a full bracket graphic.

Did he just add me to his contact list? I quickly look at the picture of Mr. Adkins posing with a dog. It’s old and grainy, and I curse my own profile picture—a sunny day with Humphrey in my arms, wearing only a bikini. I’m laughing loudly at the camera, Mason having just told a funny joke. 'Is typing...' My breath catches in my throat. -Mr. Grumpy: Liar Nerves race through me. There is so much... tension in that one word. -Norali: It’s true. I took the liberty of marking some important things.

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.

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.

Some where it was just her, smiling, bare of makeup, her hair up in a messy bun and the others where it was her and the three musketeers-lucy, Molly, Issa and sure enough she outshone all of them. I didn’t like her pictures being this public but I liked that she was happy. I stumbled my way to her comment section. --where have you been all my life gorgeous? -Nash4D [some asshole with an overly sprayed tan as his profile picture] --Drop you pin baby -Tommy.c..[a grandpa with a beat up toupee on his head] The other comments that followed were even gnarly than the first ones. There was specifically one dickhead that described what he wanted to do to her and I crammed his username and profile pi

He didn’t even have a beard. The fake Carlson laughed. Was his name even Carlson? It might be, but he wasn’t her Carlson. “Yeah, that’s me or my profile,” he said. Her heart rolled to her feet. The urge to wipe the smirk on his face grew, and she clenched her hands under the table. This must be a prank. “Prove it. “Gladly,” he replied. “You work an eight-to-five job. Your friend owns the pet you used as your profile picture.”

I couldn't stop it. ME: whatever.. you ain't getting boobs of this clingy person.. Then I went through my gallery.. pictures of her and I pitched and I felt like crying. I was so taken by a kid younger than me. I smiled at a picture that I took while she was eating on the couch before she left. She had on her black and yellow bandana, a black tank top and black shorts. She was facing away so I got half of her face. She looked hot as fuck. I quickly put that picture as my w******p profile picture and then logged out.

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And as if I am not as annoyed as what I already am, I groaned. "Why would I do it? It's my profile! It means I will post whatever I like!" I retorted. The man, no matter how long we parted is still infuriatingly persistent! "Look at how pissed you are, Farrah. I can imagine you spitting out smoke in your nostrils and your eyes red in furiousness." He chuckles. I bit my lips and stopped myself from muttering curses and ended the call. I was about to put my phone down when I saw the picture he sent me minutes ago.