it was mostly quiet, save for the tapping of the keys on the keyboard.
the girl was sitting at her bed partaking in one of her daily conversations with her international friends on a social website known as conflation.com.
this was a usual occurence.
a message notification appeared, indicating she received yet another message she expected was from her friend who lives on portugal.
she arched a brow.
no, it was from a stranger.
LukeWebster: Hi, I suppose.
serendipity: are you cool
LukeWebster: Wait, what?
serendipity: lol. messing around. hello i guess.
LukeWebster: 3, 680 views on your profile. So I'm assuming you were an old user?
serendipity: yeah. i guess. why?
LukeWebster: Did you know that this is a dating site?
serendipity: what?!
LukeWebster: Yes.
serendipity: what??? a dating site?
LukeWebster: Indeed.
serendipity: are you fucking serious?
LukeWebster: No kidding.
serendipity: i've been a member since last year why didn't i know this
serendipity is typing...
serendipity: well, i googled it. it says, it "used" to be a dating site. not anymore.
LukeWebster: Well we can make it a dating site again.
serendipity: funny.
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Conflation (Beginner's Luck Award)
Short Story❝ the worst way for friendships to end is for literally nothing to go wrong. you just stop talking.❞
