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His cursor hovered over N.

Marcus stared. Participants meant people. Real people, some of whom hadn’t logged into GroupMe in half a decade. Some who had moved cities, changed numbers, or—in one case—passed away last winter (he’d heard through a LinkedIn post). groupme desktop app

Then, the timestamps began to skip. 2019. 2020. Messages appeared that Marcus had never seen before. Drafts. Deleted rants. Confessions typed and erased. One from Leo, who’d transferred after a breakdown: “I wasn’t sick that day. I just couldn’t look at any of you without feeling like a fraud.” His cursor hovered over N

With no exit button, no force-quit shortcut working, Marcus sighed and pressed Enter. Real people, some of whom hadn’t logged into

The chat exploded.

Marcus watched his friends’ faces on the video feed—Leo covering his mouth, Priya already crying, Chloe leaning into her screen like she was seeing a ghost.