Me: She blocked me.
Heaven: WHAT? You guys were so cute. What did you do?
Heaven: Never mind. Not my business. Why don’t you just create another profile and look for yourself?
I blink, processing the text.
Me: You can do that?
Heaven: Yes, Boomer, you can have more than one account.
For the record, I’m solidly a millennial. I’m just a millennial that hasn’t had tons of time for this stuff.
But no, I had no idea you could have multiple ClikClak accounts. Within about three minutes, I’m the proud owner of the profile @mastermind1313. I navigate to Hannah’s account. There are still a bunch of dog park posts. There’s still sports news. None about me or any of the Buzzards.
My mouth goes dry when I watch her most current post.
Good evening, sports fans. How does that sound? How about this is Hannah LaRosa, reporting live for WYBM? That’s right! You’re looking at the new weekend field sports reporter for WYBM in Binghamton, New York. If you’re wondering where that is, don’t worry, so am I. Just kidding. I’ll be reporting on high school athletics as well as covering the Binghamton University Bearcats as they continue their rise to domination in America East. I just wanted to thank all of my followers here on ClikClak, which helped me land my dream job. They told me they loved my content and can’t wait for me to bring it to WYBM. Tune in at six and eleven p.m. on Saturdays and Sundays to catch me live!
I should be happy for her. She’s getting what she wants, what she’s always dreamed of. Sure, it’s a local station, but that’ll give her street cred. Everyone has to start somewhere.
But Binghamton, New York? That’s like five hours away. We have local stations here. Hell, I’ll be working with a team of them tomorrow at the fundraiser.
I’ll be working with a team of them tomorrow.
I want to smack myself on the head. How could I be so dense? It was staring me in the face all this time. I’m going to need to act quickly if it’s going to work.
Time to assemble a ragtag team to make one woman’s dreams come true.
Chapter 33: Hannah
Ican’t believe you’releaving me,” Carlos pouts.
“Um, this was your idea in the first place. Literally.”
“I know, but I didn’t expect—”
