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Hope you all enjoy this one as well! Frequently updates on my P*****n exclusively!✨ Follow me on i*******m as well for more exciting updates. User id : _ ._chaoticsoul_._ "Are you sure you're not coming to the party?" I asked my best friend who was now lying on my bed with her blonde hair spread out.

Well, fuck. I spend the next minutes looking at their profiles, one was a high school kid, one a gay rights activist, another an 80 year old man with only a picture of his wife and dog posted, I found that cute. One was a young professor, another seemed to be a fake AI account, I keep seeing more of the likes, I almost give up until… I come across a private account, with nothing but ‘vegetarian’ in the bio, no profile pic, no further info.

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

He was talking to the guy on his left, laughing at something, and the laugh was loud and easy and completely unbothered, the laugh of someone who had never spent a single second worried about whether people found him likable. They did. Effortlessly. Constantly. It was, in Ava's opinion, deeply irritating. She looked away before he saw her looking. Sofia noticed. Sofia always noticed. "Don't," Ava said. "I didn't say anything." "You were about to." "I was about to say that you did the face." "I don't have a face." "The one where you look at something you don't like and then look away very carefully so nobody thinks you were looking at it in the first place."

Thea would be the first one to enter this zone. When she checked Kevin’s profile, she noticed the caption under his name and frowned. Kevin Baker is unreachable for a reason....! Thea laughed. Is he a narcissist? Or was he trying to say that he had some untouchable disease? She smiled, going through the weird pictures posted on their account. Mark had a simple DP of his side but surprisingly had more than thirty thousand followers. He indeed looks like a scholar...! Thea thought. She opened Aaron's account and saw a picture of a boy standing with his hands open near the seashore during the sunrise as if welcoming everything.

"Fear not sweetheart, I'm not going to be your only friend because girl, my circle is big and I'm gonna introduce you to everyone." Sage really looked like the type of girl to have a lot of friends, she just had this bubbly energy to her. She also looked like someone who didn't contemplate much before doing anything, someone who would let her impulsive thoughts win. For starters, her hair was dyed pink which was matching with her pink nails, pink sandals and pink backpack. The knee length black sundress she was putting on was the only thing that didn't have the colour pink. She definitely looked like a real life barbie with how snatched her waist was and how pale her skin was looking.

His dimpled smile had always caught my attention, and I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as I eagerly clicked on the post. The photo that greeted me was pure perfection. Tyler stood in the middle of the school's soccer field, surrounded by a group of friends. The vibrant green of the grass complemented their radiant smiles, instantly making me wish I had been a part of that joyful moment. I'm in awe of his face. Why is he so appealing? Tyler has deep gray eyes, thick, flawlessly groomed eyebrows, and a jawline that could cut diamonds. He also has gorgeous dirty blonde hair. Tyler had a way of making every picture seem effortless, his charisma shining through without any noticeable

Just symbols and vague offers. I keep scrolling. The next profile is different. The photo isn’t flashy, it’s a mirror selfie taken in what looks like a gym locker room. The man is shirtless, sweat-slicked, and well-muscled, but not in an obnoxious way. His expression is relaxed. Not smiling, but not severe either. There’s a confidence in it that feels real, not performed. His age is listed as thirty-two. His bio is short and to the point: Looking for a casual submissive to wine, dine, and worship for one night. I prefer softness with a little attitude. Show up as you are. I’ll take care of the rest.