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"How do you not know how to use a phone?" Harry scoffed as they were all sat in one of the floor's many rooms.
"Not everyone is so privileged that they got a phone as soon as they were born, Harold," Louis responded, slightly frustrated at how confusing the dumb brick in his hand was.
Well, he called it a dumb brick, but it was really more of a fucking magical tiny computer. Louis was amazed at how cool it was.
"It's Harry. And Prince Harry, for that matter," Harry chided.
"Whatever you say, Harold. So, Paris, I already have contacts in here, right?" Louis asked, remembering the information he was given about the dumb brick.
"Yes. You have mine and Harry's numbers already in your phone. Harry has yours as well. They're just in there as our names, but you can change them," Paris explained.
"Right. How do I do that?" Louis asked, staring at the screen as if he could telepathically change the information.
"Well, staring at it won't do anything," Harry pointed out.
Louis glared at him, causing him to give a small glare back, before looking at his own phone.
"This is so boring," Harry muttered.
"This was your idea," Louis reminded him.
"Well, it was a bad idea."
"You have good ones?"
Harry let out an incredulous scoff.
"You can't talk to me like that!" He growled.
"I'm pretty sure that contractually, I can," Louis smirked.
"Whatever," Harry mumbled, giving up.
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Once the hour was over, Harry ran off to do who knows what. Paris and Louis stayed in the room they were in, so that Paris could help Louis with his phone more. The two also talked about themselves, so that they could get to know each other.
"Oh! I think I forgot to mention this. You probably already saw, but you also have Liam's number. He has yours as well. You're supposed to send him progress reports every day. Of course, you don't have to, it's just a request."
Louis sighs, opening the messaging app like Paris showed him.
"Well, I may as well get used to texting at some point."
(Conversation with Liam)
Hey, this is Louis. I'm sending you a progress report, I guess
Harry didn't argue too much, but he scoffed at a lot of things. He also mutters a lot. The poor kid should really learn to speak up
I feel bad just dumping this onto you, though. How are you?
Liam
Hey, Louis. It seems like things are going as smoothly as they can. You don't have to feel sorry, these progress reports are good. I'm good, though. A bit overwhelmed by work, to be honest. Wanna spend the night at my place? I know it won't be easy sharing a bed with a Prince ❤️
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