I swear, I’m not usually this creepy. I’m not the kind of person who gets off on eavesdropping, and I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve stalked a crush on social media. But right now, I’m sitting next to a celebrity couple at an expensive Manhattan restaurant, and it’s impossible not to stare.
Madi it her lip as she composed her reply. It had grown increasingly difficult to keep all her fans happy. A year and a half ago, she’d had a group of twenty thousand steady followers, but in that last year her fan base had exploded. Legions of MadLibbers – from all parts of the world – waiting on her every post, their numbers increasing exponentially.