PRESENT TIME
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"Oh, and of course there was the issue with t--"
Honestly, you'd started to tune Andy out around the time she mentioned planting cameras in all the chat members' homes, unable to comprehend the sheer amount of information she was unloading on you.
Maybe you didn't need to know.
Maybe you'd prefer to be oblivious.
Yeah.
Fuck it.
This was it.
There was just no...
Hope.
You had tried so many times.
You had failed so many times.
You just couldn't
Take it.
Any longer.
You had felt like yourself again for a moment.
It had been nice.
But it was time to shut down again.
All over again.
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Andy had told you their names. You didn't know how you matched them to faces.
You just did.
It didn't matter anyways.
You felt like you were floating.
"Is she awake yet? Is she?"
Akio.
From the concert.
Hero.
"Yes. I was just giving her a moment to acclimate before... well, you know."
Andy.
Your best friend.
Loops.
"She appears to be taking things relatively well."
Jordan.
Andy's accomplice.
Jorda.
"Nah, she looks dead inside."
You felt a finger poke your cheek.
"Nothing."
YOU ARE READING
"Application"
Mystery / ThrillerYan!Various X Fem!Reader ___ You downloaded the friend group centric "dating" app, Find Your Flock, because you were bored and lonely. Not because you wanted a harem of lovesick stalkers. ___ (endings are being rewritten)