Project 1975

/ why wont you talk to matty about it

"Its not here!"

I looked through my bag again, my pockets, my work bag, my camera bag. Every single bag I have inside my room. My usb is no where to be found. Its not in the office either, which I called early this morning. I was already late for work, but I called Sheila that something came up.

Lilian left for work about fifteen minutes ago and told me she'd ask Wes if I left it or dropped it inside his car. I was really hoping its just there. I could not afford losing the usb. I have some of the files in my laptop but not all of them. But I really had no choice but to go to work and wish for the best.

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I sat on my space, tapping on the table nervously. Waiting for a text from Lily or Wes. I finished the paper work Sheila gave me an hour ago and I was staring at the neatly arrange table of mine. I sighed and opened my laptop, maybe that would keep my mind off of things.

I logged on to my mail, browsing and scanning some until something caught my eye. An unknown address saying USB is with me. I gasped to myself and clicked the mail and read it. The sender said:

Good afternoon, you dropped your usb at concert grounds yesterday. I luckily found it and is generous enough to keep it and look for the owner. Luckily, you also have your email snuck at some file which Im probably not allowed to look at.

You could contact me and I can return your usb personally. I also might want to add that your photography is absolutely stunning.

I had my mouth open throughout the entire reading and I scanned thru the mail and found the person's number by the end of his mail. I dialled it on my phone and waited. The line rang and I had this weird feeling inside my tummy when someone finally picked up.

"Hello?"

a voice said on the other line. "um, hello.." I croaked "you're the one who sent me the email about my usb" I added. "Oh yea, you're.. Jamie Silver?" the male asked "Yes. Thank god you found my usb." I told him and he chuckled "You're welcome. When do you want to meet to pick up your usb? trust me Im not scary, or whatever.." he said and I smiled

"Im at work now, but my lunch break is in a few hours. I reeeeaally need the usb in a few. But if you're not available then.." I trailed "I cant today. I might be available tomorrow, if thats alright with you." he said "Okay, alright. I can message you.." I replied and he said yes. The line went dead after that.

I forgot to get his name. My phone lit up and I read the new message.

It's Matthew by the way..

the message read. It was like he read my mind from wherever he is right now. I loved that name.

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