Haveubeenflashed -

I don’t click it. I don’t have to. Because I just remembered something I never lived: standing in a white room, countdown from ten, a needle on my skin. A voice asking, “Have you been flashed?” And me replying, “Not yet.”

The phone buzzes again. Same friend: “Seriously. The app. It’s fun.” HaveUbeenFlashed

Three dots appear. Disappear. Reappear.