59. The Apple Store

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•Gavin's POV•

~The Morning After Le Phone Incident~

I sat up in bed and instantly got a sharp pain in my head. I rubbed my neck and realised just how hammered I got last night. Michael wasn't in bed next to me, but I found him face-down on the floor by the closet.

I need to check my phone to make sure I didn't piss anybody off last night.

I checked my pockets, but couldn't find it. After turning the house upside-down to search for it, I realised I must've left it at the pub. I practically sprinted into the bedroom and woke Michael.

He groaned and muttered, "Five more minutes, Gavin."

"No! No, no, no, Micoo! I think I left my phone at the bar!"

"Ugh!" he said into the carpet, "God dammit, Gavin."

He stood up and I could instantly tell he had a hangover, too. I dragged Michael to the kitchen, grabbed his keys, and made him drive me to the pub.

After searching forever and asking a confused bartender, we couldn't find my phone.

"It's alright, Gavin." Michael said in an attempt to calm me, "Let's go to the Apple Store and buy you a new one."

"Okay, Micoo." I said sadly as I climbed into the car.

After arriving at the Apple Store and explaining the story, I purchased another iPhone and the guy tracked my files, uploading them to my phone. I even got the same phone number, which is great because now I don't have to call everyone to tell them about my mishap.

Finally, the guy disabled my old iPhone so it wasn't usable.

"Thanks," I said to the man as we left.

"Well that took for-fucking-ever." Michael exclaimed as we exited the store and got in his car.

"Yeah," I said, "Let's just get to work."

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