Yes, but she has several missed calls from her parents

Jogging to her car, Kacey got in the driver's seat and made sure to lock the doors before scrolling through her phone. As she scrolled through Instagram, she saw that her account, previously at 150 followers, had skyrocketed to more than a thousand. Looking at the posts that the university had tagged her in, she took in the sheerness of her graduation outfit with abject horror, and fully realized what she had committed to do for every commencement afterwards. Her stomach dropped even further when she saw the video the student newspaper had of her running away from its reporter in the white dress, a tacky emoji clumsily censoring her bare starfish and taint from the view of the camera.

This all paled in comparison to the tens of missed calls she had each from her father and her mother. "call me" was all that was sent by text from her mother, and her father still had a flip phone, so Kacey had no idea how they would take the news of her... exposure. So, putting the car into gear to drive off, she called her mother and braced for impact as she prepared to face the music.

"Mamá," Kacey began to explain herself as she dreaded what would come from the other end.