2. The switch

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After realizing that my phone had been exchanged with that of a random stranger in a foreign country.. i panicked

A started looking around and found the person i bumped into. He was quickly walking away. I took my luggage and ran after him.

Now you would ask how did i recognize him so quick. Well it was not hard as he had a striking blonde hair and was wearing a black mask. Quite surprising in this heat if u ask me.

I ran after him and quickly caught up. But dang was he fast. "Excuse me.." damn i don't know his name "you blonde gentleman" he paused after a few calls. This is so embarrassing.
He looked back and i waved the phone in my hand. He pointed to ask if i was called him and i nodded.

I went up to him and showed him his phone.

"We swapped phone back there, here's your phone", i said slightly panting.

"Oh" he said and checked the phone in his pocket. "I'm so sorry, i must have picked yours in a rush"

"Its fine", i said surprised by his deep voice.

He was about to say something but then he looked over my shoulder in the back and his expression changed.(just the eyes ik he's wearing a mask)

He suddenly grabbed my hand and started running. I was shocked but gained my momentum next to him and ran.

Why?

I dont know

We ran for a good mile and i stopped him as i was at my limit.

We stopped running and he started looking around. When he finally sighed in relief and i found my voice i asked "why were we running?"

He suddenly looked at me dumbfounded like he just noticed my existence.
"Shit" he mumbled

"I heard it" i said in my mind.

"I'm sorry for dragging you" he said.

"But what happened?" I asked curious.

He looked around and we saw a small quiet cafe.

"Can we sit here and talk. I'll explain everything " he asked me.

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