fingerprint ♡ [mgc]

uno

Blake

1:08pm

I was walking the streets of my hometown, New York City. On my way to the local coffee shop on 42nd and 8th ave. It was a very busy street, like most streets, I wasn't paying attention to the roads filled with yellow taxis' and tourist busses. I had my phone in hand when i bumped into a tall figure.

When you fall, you fall and I fell hard.  On the cold grey sidewalk along with the person I'd  collided with.

"Why don't you watch where you're going!" i spat at the guy, we were both kneeled on the sidewalk picking up our belongings that had fallen.

"Me? you were the one looking down at your phone, can't y-" the unknown guy stopped as he looked up from his belongings, his face dropping from anger. Now transitioning into a more relaxed state.

I picked up the last thing off the floor, got off of the sidewalk and reached for my phone.

"Hate to cut it short, but I have to get going," with that I was now washed into the busy crowds of the beloved New York.

"Wait, where are you going?" he yelled.

"Somewhere," I said, disconnecting from the crowd, turning around to face him.

"At least let me get your name?" he said.

"I'll give you this, if we see each other again in the big apple, then it's meant to be, but for now I have to go," with that i left, getting back into my flow of things.

1:20pm

I opened the door into the coffee shop and saw Albert. Albert used to be a homeless man, that i saw everyday sitting outside this abandoned building. Everyday as a kid I'd come outside this building and give him 2 dollars. Over time my parents found out and they helped him out with his dream. Being homeless in general was hard, but that never had a negative impact on him. With time he opened up this coffee shop , when i was 15 and the rest is history.

"Hey, pumpkin!" albert said.

"Hey bert, need help behind the counter," i asked.

"It's okay honey, I can mange this crowd ahead," he said, i smiled and headed over to a table and just sat down for the free wifi.

This coffee shop was like my home, I grew up in here, I help out a lot and it's always busy considering its location. I pulled out my phone and my phone background was of a model. I placed the phone down immediately and turned it off. Was I imagining something? That's not my lock screen... Taking my phone back, I placed my finger onto the fingerprint ID and it opened. My lock screen was of a girl in a bikini. The only thing going through my mind was, what happened to my phone. I got into the phone using my finger, but the phone was completely different, i looked at the apps, they were nothing close to mine. I got up from my seat and rushed out the door.

The only thing racing my mind was how could i get into a phone, that's not even mine and where is my actual phone? Where do you go when your phones messed, Apple Store, yeah the Apple Store. So I went to the Apple Store on 5th Ave. maybe they could help me.

1:50pm

I walked into the store and headed to the genius bar. I saw someone who was open and went to them.

"How can i help you today?" the worker asked, looking up from his iPad.

"As weird as it sounds, I have someone else's phone, same look as mine, but somehow i got into the phone using the fingerprint id," I told the apple worker as his eyes went wide checking the system.

A few minutes later after checking he finally spoke.

"Somehow it seems like your phone has also been entered through using the fingerprint ID, why don't you text your phone to switch back your phones."

*

(texting)

Blake

I have your phone

unknown

You think I'm blind?

Blake

Is this who i think it is?

unknown

"If we see each other again in the big apple, then it's meant to be, but for now i have to go"

Is that who's texting me?

Blake

um yeah, well can i have my phone back?

unknown

it comes at it's price, sweet cheeks

blake

ew, don't call me that

what do i have to do to get my phone back?

unknown with my phone

meet me at my penthouse

on 42nd and 8th

edge of upper east side

and close to times square

blake

why? all i need is my phone

unknown with my phone

there's more to it ;)

blake

ew, stop okay I'm on my way

i'll see you later

unknown with my phone

bye babe

blake

stop

*

How is it possible we got into each others phone, did we have the same fingerprint,
no that's impossible!

I'm going to someone who lives in upper east side, one of the richest areas of New York. He has my phone and all I want, is to get it back.

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rewriting the book :)