He tried to rationalize. Pocket-like? No, his phone was in his bag. Butt-dial of the heart? Unlikely.

Liam had a ritual. Every morning, before his first sip of coffee, he would scroll through Facebook. He’d double-tap his best friend’s sunrise photo, leave a “Congrats!” on a cousin’s new job post, and grimace-laugh at a meme from an old college roommate.