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Messages from social media

You pull out your phone and check your social media feed. Immediately, you see dozens of messages, some are from girls who you used to go to high school with, including one of your teachers whom you don't even remember adding!

One recent message is from Layla, a short Filipino girl whom you used to have a crush on. She reminds you of a small, quiet mouse. She has freckles on her skin, short dark hair up to her shoulders, and always wears a tired expression.

Another is from your senior-year math teacher, Mrs Felicia Duncan, who, from the look of her now-vanished husband in her profile photos, is now just Miss Duncan. She's a black woman with a phat ass, big tits, large areolas, and puffy nipples. How do you know all that? Well, a few of her profile photos are marked private, with you having given access to them. Your eyes almost pop out of your head when you see one photo of Miss Duncan lying on her bed sideways, naked, and licking a dildo. You almost feel sorry for getting rid of most men in the world. Almost.

There's also a random message from a girl you don't know named Ranya. You scratch your head from the absurdity of what it says: "Ples send coc and bals."

You keep scrolling, finding a bunch of religious and political spam messages, either asking for help with their cause or to donate your time and service.

There are a few more as you keep going. Some are invitations to games, and others date back years.