Promic
Lyle held his phone and logged in to Promic. It took only a second for a large number of private messages to come flooding in.
As an ordinary person with ten million followers, Lyle did not post as frequently as those in the entertainment industry. He posted twice a week. However, every post would have over fifty thousand forwards and comments.
Most of his followers were face-cons. They were mostly there to lick the screen and as they had not received any sugar in a while, they had gotten worried.
Many were asking where he had gone for so long. Some even reported that they had called the police or gone over to his school to ask about his whereabouts.
Lyle couldn't finish reading the messages so he just randomly scrolled around. The reply to one of his major fan's comments caught his eyes.
Small Leaf Blooming: Every morning, I check Promic and there is no new update. Baby, where are you? Momma has finished licking your old photos.