He wondered if people ever wondered about him. He imagined some people did. He had deleted his
Facebook
awhile ago, then made an instagram, but deleted that too. Now he had one without a photo, making it harder to find. Sometimes he'd like to know if anyone was thinking about him.
He wished too, he could see what girls liked him. He talked about this with Mike and Spencer that night.
"Wouldn't it be sick if you could like know which girls liked you?"
"Like in real time?"
"No no fuck, that'd be weird."
"But would make things easier." Spencer said and they both exploded with laughter.
"No, no I mean like from the past. Don't you, like want to know shit like that."
"I would." Mike said.
"You thinking about Dani, that girl from art class?" Howard asked.
"Yeah, yeah sort of. " Mike replied.
He thought then about reactivating his old instagram. There must be something on there, like something. He tried his old username and password. Blocked. Three more attempts and all three didn't work.
But he could request it if he sent a picture of himself. A selfie, but still nothing. He checked his email, denied. He googled, how to get into locked instagrams, but there wasn't anything helpful. The sun was setting, and he didn't have any plans.