Olivia sipped the rosé in her stemless glass, brows furrowed. She was crammed onto a loveseat with Zoe, with her legs pulled inside her hoodie.
“You know you look super weird when you do that,” Zoe told her, sipping out of her glass.
“Don’t care,” Olivia mumbled.
“Aw, cheer up.” Zoe tucked Olivia’s long brown hair behind her ear. “It’s one quiz. You’ve done like, super good on everything else this semester, right? The final will be a breeeeeeze. Whoooosh.”
Olivia wasn't bummed about the chemistry quiz she almost failed…well, not any more. Not after two glasses of wine. Now, something else was bothering her.
However, Zoe had told her to stay off the forums, so she didn't want to draw attention to what she was doing. Hence, stealth mode. Legs tucked in. Phone inches from face. And so far, it wasn’t looking very promising.
|👤tinimartini 9d ago
|Camping 😇
> 👤shakenstirher 9d ago
> Camping 😈
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|👤tinimartini 1mo ago
|Ooooh camping!!!
> 👤shakenstirher 1mo ago
> Camping 🔥
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|👤tinimartini 3mo ago
|Looks really good
> 👤shakenstirher 3mo ago
> Indeed.
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|👤tinimartini 4mo ago
|Got my tent
> 👤shakenstirher 4mo ago
> Can I share?
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|👤tinimartini 6mo ago
|Follw
> 👤shakenstirher 6mo ago
> Follwing
|👤tinimartini 6mo ago
|Making camp!
> 👤shakenstirher 6mo ago
> Pitches tent 😏
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|👤tinimartini 9mo ago
|F
> 👤shakenstirher 9mo ago
> Ff
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They kept going for more than a year.
“No way,” Olivia whispered to herself, taking another sip of her wine, her phone now an inch from her nose. She cast a glance over at Zoe, busy scrolling away on her own phone, but decided against saying something. Olivia was supposed to be staying off the forums. Not deep conspiracy diving.
You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.
She opened up another tab and pulled up one of the other websites she frequented under her ‘tinimartini’ alias. If this person has figured out who she is in real life…her cheeks grew hot. Them knowing about her yandere obsession was the least of her worries.
Olivia chewed on her lip as she pulled up her posting history.
“Hey, Olivia!” her friend Candace shouted from the kitchen. Olivia sat up, immediately shutting the screen off her phone.
“Yeah?”
“You’re signed up for that internship over summer break, right? The one I told you about?” Candace opened up another bottle of wine with a pop!
“Oh, yeah, I did get that,” she nodded, suddenly remembering that she’d never told Candace about it. Whoops.
“Thanks again for recommending it. You saved me from having to move back home and giving up my apartment.” Her sweet, sweet one-bedroom, just blocks from campus.
“Yeah, you bitch!” Zoe mock-yelled at Candace. “You were supposed to let her move back home so I could snatch her one-bedroom out from under her. Traitor! Pour me another glass to make up for it!”
Olivia turned her attention back to her phone as the rest of the girls got back to their snacking, sipping, and chatting. Scroll…scroll…scroll. Did she miss something? Or maybe this forum was a bust.
No–there! Oh, god. Oh, no-no-no-no-no!!!!
tinimartini 11:46 pm 12-09-2022
I want something that can do that to my body. *shivers* can you imagine feeling suckers like that aaaaalllll over??? mmmmm the outside AND the inside
shakenstirher 12:17 am 12-10-2022
I have a pretty good imagination.
> tinimartini 11:46 pm 12-09-2022
> I want something that can do that to my body. *shivers* can you imagine feeling suckers like that aaaaalllll over??? mmmmm the outside AND the inside *drools*
Olivia stared at her phone in stunned silence. This was from last year! It’s the same username and everything as on Feddit.
She looked over at Zoe, ready to open her mouth and tell her the new discovery, but Zoe’s head was lying sideways on the back of the loveseat, her eyes were glazed, and she was singing softly to herself. Zoe was not going to be helpful. Feeling anxious, Olivia decided to head home early. At least in her own home, she knew where her weapons were located. Not that she’d need them…
It had probably been a mistake to scroll through all those old posts tonight. What could they really prove, anyway? It only proved that someone on Feddit shared her tastes and followed her posts, both of which were allowed on the website. All she had to do was block this person and it would stop.
But, if he knew her in real life, would he (she assumed it was a ‘he’ at this point) retaliate in some way? She chewed her lip again, then drained the rest of her glass.
“I’m gonna head home Can-can,” she told Candace, “I’m not feeling it tonight.”
“Aww,” Candace soothed, then pulled Olivia into a one-armed hug. Olivia’s shoulders fit neatly under Candace’s arm. “It’ll be okay, hon. Go sleep off whatever’s bothering you, ‘kay?”
“Okay,” Olivia replied into Candace’s boob.
“And call me when you get home! Don’t make me worry.”
“I will!”
Olivia only lived a few blocks away from Candace, so she wasn’t too worried about the walk home at 9:30 pm on a Friday night. It was still too early for any troublemakers to be out. Not to mention, plenty of people would be out and about getting from A to B, so she felt relatively safe.
Tonight, however, she felt like she was being watched.
“Stupid paranoia,” Olivia muttered to herself, speeding up her steps.
In a couple of minutes, she made it home. She ran up the outside stairs, unlocked the door as quickly as her buzzed little fingers could, jumped inside, then slammed the door behind her.
But even then, she didn’t quite feel alone.