Slowly, his phone buzzed in his pocket. A notification from Pinterest: "Someone saved your 'How to Fix a Blown Fuse' pin!"
The blue light of the monitor was the only thing keeping Silas awake. It was 3:00 AM, and his Pinterest boards were digital ghost towns. No clicks, no saves, just a sea of "aesthetic" photos of espresso cups that nobody was looking at. Slowly, his phone buzzed in his pocket
Just as his screen turned into a kaleidoscope of Pinterest red, the power in his apartment flickered and died. Silas sat in the pitch-black room, the silence deafening. the silence deafening.