He scrolled. The algorithm had him now.
Leo’s thumb hovered over his phone, the blue light from the screen the only illumination in his cramped dorm room. Outside, a gritty February wind rattled the windowpanes of his off-campus apartment. Inside, the ghost of last semester’s instant ramen and the smell of stale coffee clung to the air. Searching for- Spring Break Fuck Parties in-All...
The cursor blinked one last time.
He looked back at the video. On screen, a fire dancer was tracing a heart in the air with sparks. A hundred people cheered. A girl with blue hair blew a kiss to the drone. He scrolled