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I turned my phone on to find 13 messages from that same number. I didn't even get the chance to open the messages when the number popped up on the screen.
with a sigh I decided to answer and get it over with.
"hello?"
"finally," a man beamed from the other end.
so it's a boy? and damnnn his voice.
"wait hello, please don't end the call. we need to talk."
"uh..." I didn't know what to say, and there was a moment of awkward silence.
"listen, I don't know what I did wrong but- "
"sorry, um, but I think you got the wrong person."
"who are you? this isn't her voice."
"no shit, smarty pants. it's because it's not her"
"where's she?" he asked
"who the f-ck you talkin' about?"
"the girl who called with your phone," I heard the irritation in his voice as he said that.
"oh yeah... well how am i supposed to know. listen I don't know, so from now on please do not call me again. thank you."
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cell phone; kino
Short Story"where's she?" he asked "who the f-ck you talkin' about?" "the girl who called with your phone." - in which a boy follows a girl around trying to get some information from her. [lowercase intended]
