accidents happen - 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐨𝐧𝐞

BLAIR'S POV

"I even asked the guy at the store if he could look for them in the back and he gave me the scariest death stare i've eve-"

"Shit, shit, shit!" I cut off Jasmine as she continued to complain about the black boots she really wanted but didn't find in her size.

"I know right! scariest moment of my life, but anyway he-"

"Dammit Blair, what the fuck did you do?!" I ask myself, frustration clear in my voice.

"B, what happened?" She worriedly asks as she notices the change in my mood, plus the fact that my face wasn't on the screen anymore since I was furiously tapping on my phone.

"Oh my god, oh my god, I fucked up, Jas. I fucked up bad." I tell her as my eyes go wide staring at the naked picture of myself on the screen, sent to a random number.

"Blair, can you calm down and tell me what the hell you did? Because you're not really giving me much to work with."

"I accidentally sent my nudes to a random number, and my phone keeps on lagging and won't unsend the fucking picture! So now I have no idea what to do because there's someone out there in the world with a picture of my tits on their screen!"

"How do you accidentally send your nudes to someone? A random number even? Tell me exactly what happened, start to finish." She says.

"Okay, so I was trying to send the picture to my other phone, but I didn't type out the number correctly and I didn't realize it till my freak out session two minutes ago."

"Why did you want to send it to your other phone? I don't get it."

"Jasmine, how does that matter?! Just help me!" I practically scream over the phone.

"Alright chill, I was just curious. Did you try restarting your phone?" She dumbly asks.

"I've been FaceTiming you this whole time, of course I haven't re started my phone yet! How stupid are you?"

"Blair, in all honesty, I've been too focused on my boots to really help your situa-"

The call disconnects as I restart my phone, in hopes of all of this going away soon.

Minutes later, I stare impatiently at the white screen with the black apple logo on it, wishing this would go by faster so I can delete the stupid picture before the random stranger opens the message.

After what feels like forever, the white disappears and the picture of my dad and I as my lock screen appears on the screen, with a whole bunch of messages as soon as my phone connects to the WiFi.

*DING*
Jasmine:
you cut me off, again!

*DING*
Jasmine:
answer the call, i promise i'll try to help this time

*DING*
Jasmine:
blair cecilia abrams, i swear to god if you

*DING*
Jasmine:
omg wait

*DING*
Jasmine:
OMGGG

*DING*
Jasmine:
FUCK IT UPPPPP

*DING*
Jasmine:
THEY HAVE THE SHOES BACK IN STOCK!!!!!

*DING*
(xxx-xxx-xxxx):
Oh wow, well happy birthday to me 🤤

Oh fuck.