Chapter 8.

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"If I had an Instagram account, and I was famous. What could I call myself?" Rosy asked herself, sitting at her computer in her apartment with Luke. Luke was on the other side of the room, on his laptop helping out Rosy on the couch.

"Logan Paul." Luke replied sarcastically, looking up to the girl on the computer. Rosy rolled her eyes and huffed in announce.

"But... that's too... simple, is it not?" Rosy asked, turning her wheelchair towards Luke. Luke shakes his head.

"No." Luke replied. Rosy typed in the username, LoganPaul and for sure there he was.

"I found him!" Luke got up and walked over towards his friend, he raised an a sarcastic eyebrow.

"Really?" Luke asked sarcastically. "Who would've thought!"

"Me! I thought!"

"You thought negatively, Rosy." Luke corrected with a small grin on his face.

"I'm following him right now, I'm gonna message him right now." Rosy clicked onto his profile and clicked the followed button, then sent him a private message. She hesitated, thinking it over. This was silly, there would be no way he'd get through to her message. One way to find out, she typed.

ROSY101: hello. You might not know me, but I know you. I was in a comma for about a year and most of that time you were in my comma... yeah, this sounds really weird... but I've never known you, ever!

ROSY101: so yeah. I'm weird.

"Rosy, oh my god." Luke muttered rolling his eyes, Rosy just smiled, before hitting the send button.

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It surprised Rosy that a few hours later she got an notification saying...

LOGANPAUL IS TYPING...

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OH MY GAWD IM SO SORRY THAT TOOK FOREVER TO UPLOAD AND THE FACT THAT I MADE A CLIFFHANGER IS EVEN WORST I AM SO SORRY BUT I HAVENT HAD TIME TO UPDATE ON THIS ACCOUNT AND THE FACT THAT I REACHED 1K FOLLOWERS ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT IS SO OVERWHELMING! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to put that in caps.

...or did I?

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