The girl in the corner was sitting quietly, staring at her iPad. She was sweeping right and left. So did the girl in the centre. She was staring at her iPhone, did the same finger movement as the girl in the corner.

Some take it easy. Some take it hard.

They were lonely. They were hurt.

They were empty inside. They were cheering up.

They needed someone to talk to or someone to fuck.

They might find an evil, might find an angel .