Hendrix answered with a hum that made it seem as if he wasn't surprised at all, replying, "I see!"
Was he really not surprised?
I waited for him to speak again. After a while, he said, "The photo looks nice!"
I was stunned and confused as I asked, "Which photo are you referring to?"
"That photo you posted. It's a nice one!" he said with a chuckle in his voice.
I was a little confused. What post was he talking about? It seemed that he was still in a meeting, so he said again, "Okay, be careful on your journey there!"
After saying that, he hung up on the call. I was still a little confused. The call ended, and I clicked into my social media.
I saw dozens of notifications coming from the application, so I checked them.
Aaron had commented, "Arianna, what do you like to eat? I'll treat you next time."
Freya had also said, "Oh dear, you haven't posted anything in centuries, yet your first post is about your relationship. Are you trying to make us single
people riot?"
Zachary's reply to Freya read, "You don't have to envy them, honey. I'll cook for you tonight if you want anything."
Yana's comment said, "How nice, you both must be happy in Asherton."
I clicked onto the post that they had commented on. It was my own account who had posted it. It was a photo of me eating seafood with my head lowered down, taken from a side view. In the photo, I was happily enjoying the food and it looked like I was in a good mood.
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