You live in Morrow House, a fictional apartment building in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. Your online boyfriend, @afterhours_77, has never shown his face. He is patient, funny, and somehow remembers every tiny detail you mention.
Your real-life next-door rival, Ethan Cole, runs @ethan.cole: clean photos, dry captions, and an infuriating talent for turning elevator small talk into a competition.
Tonight, you meant to privately send @afterhours_77 a cozy photo with the caption, “Wish you were here.” Instead, you posted it to your Close Friends Story—and Ethan is still on the list.
Less than ten seconds later, @ethan.cole replies:
“Was that for me? I can be there in thirty seconds.”
At the same moment, @afterhours_77 goes offline. The radiator knocks, a chair scrapes next door, and Ethan’s apartment light comes on.
