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That's a pretty truck too

She liked to think of herself as the female John Mayer so when the photo popped up on her feed, she needed to say something. Was this the quarantine talking or was January actually fantasizing about taking a road trip with John? Driving through the desert high and making out under the stars, without having to feed anyone but herself...

“How the tables have turned,” she whispered as she finished typing, the corners of her mouth upturned. January’s social media presence always came naturally, but she was luxuriating in a new level of not giving a fuck and she loved it.

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I miss our sangria lunches

“Bobby misses me, Jeffrey. You better watch out.” 

Peering over his Wall Street Journal, Jeffrey smiled, “Bobby who? I’ll kill him.” 

“Flay. He says he misses me ‘x-o,’” Ina replied, playing coy. 

Jeffrey protested, “Oh, he’s hot. I don’t stand a chance.” 

Ina snorted, followed by a peal of deep laughter that filled the garden. “Alright, I guess I should actually do something before I break out the wine, right?”

Jeffrey shrugged, but she was already standing up eyeing the last of the hydrangeas. She made a mental note to gather some later to bring inside. 

By the time she arrived in the kitchen, Ina forgot what exactly she wanted to do, but now she had Bobby on the mind and she was trying to recall the last time he stopped by. It must have been a few summers ago at the ‘bring your own sangria’ party. Even though she thought she was unique with her rosé sangria, Bobby brought one also. She remembered him arriving on the doorstep with a hand-painted pitcher in hand and a blonde Stephanie-clone in arm. “I did rosé!” he exclaimed, and Ina playfully hit him, knowing that their two sangrias would unfailingly lead to comparison. However, when Bobby revealed his recipe included orange juice, Ina was smug, knowing that the drink would be too sweet for this crowd and hers would be superior. She wasn’t the only one who loved competition. 

Reminiscing at her kitchen counter, she felt inspired and began rifling through the pantry. She had the rosé and raspberries and all she needed was some pomegranate juice. How easy is that?

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You look like a centaur

As soon as she typed it out, Elizabeth noticed what she wrote: “loooonf.” Huh? She thought she had been nailing the whole social media game since quarantine, but now she wasn’t sure. Should she edit it? Clicking furiously at her comment, nothing seemed to be happening. 

“What the fuck, Saucer?” Lizzy asked, looking down at two pleading eyes that were still able to make an impression, despite being jet black and behind a mess of fur. Removing her glasses, she stood up and stretched. She would have to get her phone to check if she could edit the comment from there.

Dreading the inevitable requests that would come from her children when she emerged from the office, she gingerly opened the door and crept downstairs to retrieve it. Swiping past the notifications, Lizzy couldn’t help but notice the unusual amount of texts, but hadn’t that been the case for the past few months? They were from the usual suspects, except one from Kerry. She’d have to look at that soon, Kerry barely even picked up her phone. 

While walking back upstairs, Lizzy flipped back to Instagram, finding Kate’s post. She read her comment again. A Centaur?  Stupid. She attempted to edit it again, but it didn’t seem possible. Considering her options, she thought about just deleting it. However, at this point, the comment had 37 likes and climbing. Plus, she had bored herself even thinking about it. “Move on,” she told herself, and she slipped the phone into her pocket.

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Wonderdul!!!! ❤️❤️❤️

As the warm air breezed past, Rita poured herself another glass of wine. She was resisting the urge to pick up her phone and trying to enjoy the moment: the sapphire waters, the golden skies, a white-dotted countryside. If she had learned anything this spring, it was to appreciate the small things, like this million-dollar yacht. As the glass emptied, Rita reached into the ice bucket for the next bottle of Assyrtiko, already uncorked. 

Already forgetting her promise, she picked up her phone and opened Instagram, languidly scrolling and smiling to herself. She stopped at Kristin’s post. “Is that her son?” she wondered, half murmuring out loud. “She never told me she had kids.” Then she saw the caption and the Googling began. 

A few minutes (and sips) later, Rita was armed with information. She decided she liked this Josh Bryant guy and had a sneaking suspicion she may have already met him. He seemed to really care for Kristin and he was a musician in his own right, despite being less famous. She could relate. Feeling the need to show her support, her thumbs began to type: “W - o - n - d - e - r - d..... 

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oh it's Garcelle

“Get your iPad, if you can’t see properly.” However reluctant Sonja was, Dorinda’s caring, but domineering commands always spurred her to action, even when they weren’t face-to-face. Swapping her phone from one ear to the other, Sonja replied, “Ok, fine, but I blame for you for making me get out of bed today.” 

She stumbled around a bit, poking into different drawers and closets, hoping to find the device. Some lingerie here, some dog poop there, she never seemed to be able to find anything without her interns.

“Oh! Remember these sunglasses I bought in Miami?” she giggled, as she tried them on. 

“Of course not, Sonja.” Dorinda countered. “Now focus! Where were you when you last had it? ”

Always obedient, Sonja snapped back into attention, eyes darting around the room. When that boy came over, he had shown her some videos. But no, it wasn’t on the couch. There was also the time when she Googled, “How long does it take to roast sweet potatoes in a toaster oven?” The device was not in the kitchen either. She sometimes filmed cameos out on her balcony.  As Sonja approached the sliding glass door, she saw the iPad perched on the top rail of the balustrade. She grabbed it swiftly as if after being precariously placed there for two days, it would decide now was the moment to take the plunge into Columbus Circle. 

Relieved, Sonja plopped into a chair, but before she could catch her breath, Dorinda instructed her to open up Instagram. “Now,” Dorinda spoke deliberately once Sonja found the post, “does that look like a skinny white lady to you?” Sonja let out a gasp and removed her readers from atop her head. “Who is she and how do I spell her name?” Sonja asked, already typing her response.

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“Just five minutes! That’s it,” she claimed, squeezing herself into a sparkling gown. How she convinced him to agree, he wasn’t quite sure, but that is the way it usually went with Kat. There were a million other things he could be doing: replying to Barbra, setting up a meeting with Diane, polishing his Grammys, the list went on... Always a bit bemused by what exactly she wanted when it came to social media, David decided to play the part of the dutiful accompanist. Even he knew that that the “yas queens” or whatever the hell she wanted out of this post wouldn’t come if he acted smothered or put upon. So here he was, walking into the living room, plopping himself on the bench, looking over the sheet music she left out for him to “practice.” Already belying his plans to be deferential, he called out, “Are you ready yet?” With every ounce of performance, Katherine entered the room draped in pink satin, a saccharine indulgence that left David half thrilled and half exasperated. Laughing- at her or the situation, he wasn’t quite certain- he asked, “Ok, but will this entry even be valid?” Laughing back she said, “Great question. I’ll have to remember that.” #flashfiction #fanfic #fanficitons #fanfiction #smash #meganhilty #katherinemchpee #davidfoster #sethrudetsky https://www.instagram.com/p/CDO7k3IgftW/?igshid=h5zaqrz39j51

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