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Dara stared at her phone dumbfounded. For a whole minute her phone dinged non-stop with various notifications of applications she had installed in her phone. She just stared, quite taken aback with the amount of notifications she got, because we were talking about hundreds here. Not just fifty or a hundred… but hundreds. The notifications were piled up one another, sometimes came at same second, and within the next second, the others were followed.

She didn’t know what to do. Just a moment ago she switched her phone up and when the system was loaded, the notifications showered in.

“Okay… what is this?” she asked to herself. Her brain couldn’t process what she had to do yet.

Patiently, she waited until the showering notification to be stopped then maybe she will check them one by one. Or maybe not.

Dara waited. Finally after five minutes or so, her phone went silent. She abandoned the mention bar and went straight to her home applications where the bubbles talk popped on the said application icons.

Okay. So she had