The Phone

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Last night a friend rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act at a local bar's music night. After a few drinks I realized  that my phone wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table where we were sitting at,the bar,the bathroom and after no luck I used my friend's phone to call mine. After two rings someone answered,gave out a low raspy  giggle and hung up. They didn't answer again. I eventually gave it up as a lost cause and headed home. I found my phone laying on my nightstand right where I left it.

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