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The singles in your area have always been available.

The singles in your area have always been just a click away.

The singles in your area have always been eager to meet you.

The singles in your area are bored and lonely.

The singles in your area have been looking for someone to talk to.

The singles in your area have been looking at your profile.

The singles in your area are very interested in hearing from you.

The singles in your area are dying to get to know you.

The singles in your area are ready to chat live.

The singles in your area have been growing restless.

The singles in your area are getting tired of waiting.

The singles in your area are serious about finding love.

The singles in your area would never make you do anything you’re not comfortable with.

The singles in your area are drawing their lips back from their teeth.

The singles in your area have been searching online for you.

The singles in your area just want you to get to know them.

The singles in your area want you to give them a chance.

The singles in your area have begun communicating with one another through a series of high-pitched bursts and clicks.

The singles in your area are interested in listening to music together.

The singles in your area are becoming increasingly aerodynamic and conserving their strength.

The singles in your area were looking forward to meeting you tonight.

The singles in your area are sick of disappointment.

The singles in your area have stopped showing up for work, to school, and for personal obligations.

The singles in your area are refreshing their inboxes forty times in an hour.

The singles in your area are staying at home. They’re leaving the lights off. They’re sitting and they’re waiting. They’re turning their heads slightly towards the door, and they’re holding themselves perfectly still.

The singles in your area have a box underneath their beds.

The singles in your area are ready to mingle at a moment’s notice.

The singles in your area are breathing, but just barely.

The singles in your area have stopped blinking.

The singles in your area have been keeping things in the box under the bed. They haven’t shown the box to anyone else, but they would show it to you.

The singles in your area have put a box under your bed, too.

The singles in your area want you to look in the box. The singles in your area will wait.

The singles in your area have forgotten how to laugh. They can recognize it when it happens, but they can’t seem to make the sounds in quite the right way anymore.

The singles in your area are all saying “hello” very quietly, at the same time. There are so many of them you can feel the “hello” vibrate through your limbs more than you hear it.

The singles in your area are clattering and chattering and clacking their teeth together, harder and harder and harder until their molars start to splinter and shatter and explode into bloody, pulpy fragments.

The singles in your area are moving differently. Not faster, exactly, but differently. And they’re all moving now.

The singles in your area have begun to coordinate.

The singles in your area are slowly forming themselves into a massive spiral pattern that is visible from space.

The singles in your area are done waiting.

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