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Val: What the HELL is going on?

Val: I saw the video. Are you okay?

Val: I’m out of town with poetry Simon, but the minute I’m back, we’re going out for drinks.

Val: Call me.

I quickly type to thank her—or at least I think I do.

I’m in a daze.

One so strong that not even the remaining sunshine hitting my face can pull me out of it.

I’m the laughingstock of the internet, and I’m sure it’ll only get worse by the time the sun sets.

But that’s a problem for tomorrow’s Samantha. Right now, my only job is to forget the whole mess.