Phils pov
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I was sitting on my sofa browsing through Facebook on my laptop, it was raining, the sound of rain drops hitting the windows was the only thing heard. It's calmed me.
*ding*
The sound of my phone brought be back to reality, the sound of the busy streets outside were blearing, the rain got heavier, it wasn't peaceful anymore, it came down fast and hard making loud noises instead of peaceful pitters.
I reached over to the coffee table in front of me and my phone was lit up with a message from an unknown number.
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Hey
It was weird, I never get messages from people. Especially from strangers .i asked who it was and they replied with dan.
I changed the contact name to dan and I asked if I knew them
According to dan I don't know him but I would love to?
Confused with who it is I asked again, I don't like talking to strangers, I have really bad anxiety but for some reason I felt comfortable talking to whoever this was
Dan: I told you, I'm dan
His response made me smile to myself, he was such a nerd... like me... but the response wasn't what I asked for, it annoyed me a bit,
Phil: why did you message me? I asked wanting an answer but the response I wanted I didn't get again... it was weird...
Dan: because I'm your future husband
I turned my phone of with annoyance, but I also felt kind of happy.
I put my phone down laughing at myself because of how I felt over a stranger and went back to what I was doing.
I fell asleep after a few hours thinking about the txt messages from the unknown person who messaged me called dan
