The following Tuesday night, she returned home from work, restless energy buzzing inside her. She couldn't seem to sit still. She drifted from room to room, unable to shake the feeling that something was missing. She turned on the TV, but nothing could hold her interest. She picked up a book, and the second she did, she replaced it on the shelf. Reading wasn't going to work for her. A combination of anticipation and unease kept her moving, searching for a place to let her thoughts unwind.
She settled onto her balcony and opened the dating app SuperStar on her phone. She knew she had a big day tomorrow and shouldn't tempt fate, but the yearning beat out common sense. She looked over a dozen profiles until she found one that intrigued her. Hitting the star button, his profile photo flew onto the Hollywood Walk of Fame. The app sent the instant message, and now she had to wait. She continued scrolling, but in less than 30 seconds, a chorus of "Hooray for Hollywood" blasted from the phone. He had replied.