Chapter 3:
side stories of the bloodbriars
“…This is painful.”
Peresphone didn’t look away from the screen.
“…Define painful.”
“…Secondhand embarrassment.”
We had found… social media.
A mistake.
“…Why are they recording themselves crying?” I asked.
“…Attention,” she replied.
“…Inefficient.”
We continued watching.
Worse content appeared.
“…They’re oversharing.”
“…Excessively.”
“…Why?”
“…Validation.”
I paused the video.
“…We will never be like this.”
“…Agreed.”
From behind us—
“…Good.”
We turned.
Mother.
“…Social media is a performance,” she said calmly. “…And most people are terrible actors.”
Father added quietly from the corner:
“…And worse writers.”
We nodded.
“…Conclusion,” Peresphone said.
“…Avoid entirely,” I finished.
“…Correct,” Mother said.
We deleted the app.
Immediately.
Problem solved.
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