Social media was filled with all kinds of video about Urie losing conciousness on stage.
Sarah was busy serving customer’s at the cafe. When she noticed Milk’s uncomfortable stare on her phone.
“What’s wrong?”she said holding a tray on one side of her body.
Milk was already biting her nail, ‘one of her mannerism’s when getting anxiousnabout something.’
“I can’t believe this people. Instead of worrying, they tend to make bigger issues of what’s happened to Urie. Aren’t they a bit worried at least?”
Sarah shrugged.
“That’s what social media is for, nowadays. They thought that by participating in such things will make them apart of something greater.”
She put the tray on top of the counter, and ask for another cup of tea.
“What they don’t realize is that it’s just a mirage. Anyways, it would probably be boring if all things that come out of it are all good.”
“Are you that cold, or just heartless? And I mean, literally?”