Leo took another drink, and then Noah pointed at Leo's phone.
"Have you checked your public accounts recently?"
Leo shook his head.
"Not really."
"Why?"
"I've been busy. Plus, logging out and logging back into accounts isn't the most fun. It just slips my mind."
Noah nodded, but now that he mentioned it, Leo looked down at his phone.
He opened Instagram, first logging out of the burner account he occasionally used when he wanted to look through things without getting dragged into the noise.
Then he switched to his actual profile, and before the page had even fully loaded, Noah spoke.
"Thirteen million."
Leo looked up.
"What?"
"Your followers."
When he looked back down, the number appeared at the top of the screen.
12.9M.
It had been 7 million followers, getting to eight the last time he checked, and that had only been a month ago.
"That's..." he muttered and refreshed the page.
Noah nodded, then unpacked one of the sandwiches he had brought.
