I've moved to Seattle two months ago. I've found an awesome job and was happy to leave my hometown. It's not that I didn't like it there, I just felt that I had no chances or any real friends. Nothing really kept me there.

I've always wanted to be a painter but have to say I was never really good at painting things after my own visions. I mean I could paint a nice view or a portrait but sometimes I didn't have the patience to sit down and work on these for hours.

A while ago I saw a job advert from a little workshop that deals with painting restoration. I had some experience in that. I've always found it somewhat relaxing. Interestingly I have the patience for that! I sent an application and my portfolio and they responded real quick. I was more than happy to find out they welcome me in their team!

Soon I was there and started to work with them. First of all they gave me some practicing tasks for testing but later on I was able to work with the real deals.

I'm quite easy going but my co-workers seemed to be extra friendly too. Every Friday they went to a bar drinking and releasing the weekly work-stress. Pretty soon they started to invite me too and they didn't had to ask me twice... Yeah, to be honest: I like to drink.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" Nina asked at my first Friday night together with the colleagues.

"No." I confessed "We broke up with my ex five years ago. Nothing mentionable ever since. I start to think that there are no intelligent, smart or normal men in this world anymore!" I exaggerated.

She started to laugh. "You know, it reminds me of that pathetic dating website... What is it called...?"

"You mean the why not date me dot com?" Paul asked.

"Yeah! That's it!"

"Oh my God! That sounds awful!" I laughed.

"It's full with losers and totally lonely people... Just like you!" he smirked.

"Very funny..." I said.

"And guess what! Once I've heard that a local mom has been banned from that site! Can you believe that?"

"What?" we said simultaneously.

I spent my first weekend decorating my new apartment. It was so dull I had to do something with it. And later on I realized I have to change the town where I live, on all of my social network profiles. I can spend hours and hours on the internet...
By the end of the day somehow that dating website came into my mind.

Just out of curiosity I searched it.
"I thought it was a joke but it really exists!" I wondered.
I just wanted to see what kind of people are on this, I didn't want to make a profile or anything. My colleagues were kinda right. Most of them were from prison or recently released. The others were all freaks and weirdos. It was kinda scary but I didn't stop.

I started to search by location and I typed in: Seattle. Not any much hope.
Only like ten minutes later I've found a guy just my age. Even that was a miracle.
I clicked on him.

He's name was Spencer. And his profile said he's an artist. A sculptor. I was kinda amazed. He was far more different from the other creepy people on this site. Usually none of them had a job, and this guy didn't even had a criminal record!
Seemed like he abandoned this website years ago and I could totally understand.

But he had a video, so I clicked on it...

"The guy was eating cereal for nine minutes! AND NOTHING ELSE!" I laughed.

My colleagues had some troubles finding words:

"That's crazy!"
"That's silly!"
"That's weird!" ...they said.

"That's interesting!" I thought. Besides... he is kinda cute.

"Did you say Spencer Shay? Actually I think I've heard about him... Isn't that guy a sculptor or something?" Paul asked.

"Yeah!" I said surprised "Is he famous in Seattle?"

"Well he's not a celebrity or anything but I think I've heard about him and his whimsical art..."

"He's the brother of Carly Shay!" Nina said knowingly and the whole workplace echoed with a realizing "Ahhh!" and started to talk about Carly and her friends.

"Who's Carly Shay?" I asked but nobody listened anymore.

We spent that week with hard work so I totally forgot about all of this and no one brought up Carly Shay anymore either, until the usual Friday night drinking. Then I finally got to know that she was a famous teenage webshow host in Seattle. Everyone was truly surprised that I've never heard of that. It pissed me off. They were talking all night long about those webisodes, leaving me absolutely out of it. I was bored and maybe drank a bit too much. But I decided "If I get home I'm gonna look it up!"

When I finally got home I was totally hammered. I opened the browser on my PearPad and Spencer's profile came up again as the latest visited website. And that was my last memory from that night...