How did she get my phone#

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After sending a email thanking them for there kindness in already getting me the tickets so soon. I had got up and invested in a new survival suit. I need one of those to go there. It's like a gas mask, super gloves, a mask, goggles, and elastic shoes. Because it's one big suit it is made of a colored material that makes it look like your skin is going yellowish and it makes your voice sound like dearth Vader. I hope I can cover up most of my exposed suit with clothes so I don't look like I have the disease even though the people of NYC are probably smart enough to spot a survival suit. Good thing nobody will notice me though it covers and alters your face to make it so you don't look like how you do under the suit.
    It's been a long night so I should probably get to bed. Besides I'm flying to America tomorrow morning.
     Then right as I had tucked myself into bed I got a text message on my phone.
Wait I have no friends so who is texting me?
I look on my screen to see:
(Hey hottie it's Bertha just wanted to tell you goodnight😘😘😘)
Why me of all people did she have to tell me goodnight. This is all so NOPE worthy.

Wait how did she get my phone number?

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