My phone buzzed. Once. Twice. Then it exploded in notifications.
I squinted at the screen—
Ashtagram:Your post is blowing up!
No kidding. The like counter was spinning faster than a mana compressor.
Comments: 437 and rising.
I scrolled through the chaos, grinning.
@AlectraTheSerene:
WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. THIS?!Why are you posing in front of what looks like a war crime??
Is that the Imperial training ground??
Why is Belle there?? Why are there burning corpses in the background??
I smirked and typed back immediately.
@SebastianTheUnbothered (me):
Oh that? Just another Monday.
Belle got dramatic again, so I made content out of it. #Efficiency
@AlectraTheSerene:
CONTENT??
SEBASTIAN, THAT'S A COLLAPSED BUILDING.
@SebastianTheUnbothered:
Relax, no one important died.(Except maybe the prince's ego.)
There was a pause. Then—
@AlectraTheSerene:
You're insufferable.
@SebastianTheUnbothered:
I prefer photogenic.
Meanwhile, the real chaos had begun in the comments.
