16: Stalked.

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The next morning was tough for Youra - just like she had imagined - although the late night shower helped more than expected

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The next morning was tough for Youra - just like she had imagined - although the late night shower helped more than expected. Rolling from side to side in bed only made her head spin a little more, so she sat up, hoping for the motion sickness to go away. After a minute or so, she grabbed her phone to scroll through social media as a part of her morning routine, but that morning was going to look a little different than usual.

She almost screamed upon noticing notifications from instagram, from a user she enjoyed looking at just hours ago. She slapped her hand over her mouth while her eyes widened uncontrollably.

In order to properly freak out, she dropped her phone onto the bed, throwing herself all over it as well - now completely ignoring the rollercoaster happening in her head as it wasn't as important as whatever just happened

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In order to properly freak out, she dropped her phone onto the bed, throwing herself all over it as well - now completely ignoring the rollercoaster happening in her head as it wasn't as important as whatever just happened.

"How did he find my instagram?" she talked to herself, trying to remain sane, then suddenly, her eyes widened once again. "Oh, no. Don't tell me-" she quickly grabbed her phone, checking the picture she last remembered looking at on Jeno's profile.

"I liked it?!" she whisper-shouted to herself, throwing herself all over the bed once more, unable to believe how stupid alcohol made her be

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"I liked it?!" she whisper-shouted to herself, throwing herself all over the bed once more, unable to believe how stupid alcohol made her be. "I liked his picture at almost 3am?! He's going to think I'm a psycho and a stalker." she continued, wanting to delete herself off the face off the world.

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