On Millennial Comedies

‘After a drunken backyard BBQ last weekend, I climbed into bed and started messaging with a boy I’d matched with on Hinge. Spurred on by booze, which had warmed me up as the spring evening grew into a cold night, the conversation moved quickly – messages popping up as fast as I’d sent them in a digital imitation of witty back-and-forth. When he said he was going to bed and would message me the next day, I put the phone down and thought about what was next.’ 


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