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I asked My brother if I could borrow his laptop because mine was dead. He said yes, no problem. When I opened it, his messages were already logged in. I wasn’t even snooping at first… …but then a notification popped up: “Last night was insane” From a girl I’d never heard of. I just stared at it. I shouldn’t have opened it. But I did. And I wish I didn’t. It wasn’t just one girl. There were MULTIPLE chats. Different names. Different messages. All the same vibe.