Wendy has done the unthinkable.

The disaster of epic proportions, incomparable to any major event in history.

The breaking of an unspoken rule that everyone knows deeply in their heart.

It's the kind of thing that stays in people's heads while they go about swimming into the deep waters of the world that is social media.

The kind where one wrong move, one wrong click of a button, could result in instant social network self-destruction.

Like tiptoeing through a mine-field.

And Wendy can only blame her fat, stubby fingers. While deeply engrossed in both munching her French fries and scrolling through the photos, she inadvertently smudged her phone screen with her grimy fingers, and in an attempt to wipe them away, she ends up placing her finger a little too long and –

Likes the photo.

Fat. Stubby. Fingers.

Her heartrate drops, her breathing stops and she hears nothing as her wide eyes stare at the screen as if expecting it to explode. She sees the number below the photo, the number of likes of which before, it was a perfect 1,000.

Now, it's 1,001.

Wonderful.

Splendid.

....

The fry drops from her hand, her growling stomach the last thing on her mind now. She swallows thickly, staring so hard, so intensely that she might just burn a hole through the damn phone.

Her eyes moves across the screen and lands on another number.

28w

Low-key stalking just turned into a nuclear meltdown and Wendy is wondering whether it's too late to simply throw her phone out of the window and move away to another country.

It doesn't help that the photo she unfortunately liked is a photo of the girl looking so effortlessly gorgeous as she poses with a 'peace' sign.

Wendy gently places the phone on the table and pushes her chair away from the desk, away from the source of all madness, far, far away.

She gets up and stumbles to her bed, lying on it while still looking really wide-eyed.

By luck, the girl would not notice her notifications. She would not notice wan.olaf has liked her photo from 28 weeks ago. She would not notice the grinning snowman from Frozen as the profile photo of said user. She would not notice - oh please god let her not notice me.

Let thebaejoo not notice her notifications today. Nor tomorrow. Or maybe forever.