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I am sitting in my flat’s lounge, at the large table across from two of my flat mates. The sunshine gleams in and out through the clouds and our large bay windows, reflecting off our computer screens as Ella stands up to close the drapes. This is a familiar scene in my flat: a few of us gathered around the wooden table that has become our designated shared space to do coursework whilst engaging each other socially every now and then. Julia begins to talk about how she needs to message someone about an upcoming event that she been promoting, and then complains at their response to her message with a “heart react”.