Chapter 2She Traded Away Her Own Secret Crush

She must have been busy; no reply came for a while.

I knew she couldn't carry her phone around in the lab, so I wasn't worried. I went back to the thread.

In the meantime, Madison had added several more updates, each more brutal than the last:

[Ugh, the Orc never quits. He just messaged me again.]

[Just seeing his avatar makes me nauseous, let alone chatting with him.]

[I need to go throw up.]

The thread was mostly people gloating, though a few defended the guy. Madison shot them down without mercy:

[Oh, you're so noble? You talk to the Sasquatch then.]

[He looks like that and has the nerve to date online? Has he apologized to me? I’m being nice just by not ripping him a new one!]

More suggestions were pouring in. I skimmed through them, losing interest, and switched back to the chat.

Still nothing. What was going on?

She’d never gone this long without replying. Was she pulling an all-nighter in the lab?

I couldn't stay up. I sent her a quick goodnight, turned my phone off, and passed out.

First thing the next morning, I checked my messages.

Still radio silence. What the hell?

But Madison’s thread had new updates.

I frowned at the top comment: [This is super easy to solve. Poster, you can give the account and the boyfriend to someone you hate, let those two hot messes internally combust!]

Seriously? That was dark.

A lot of replies agreed the idea was shady, but Madison loved it:

[Brilliant, sis! I’m so over my cousin, the drama queen. Done!]