Missed Calls

"You sure you won't pick it up?"

"Yeah." She looked at her phone the last time, heaving a short sigh.

Watching her hand phone flash his name and feeling the phone in short and in series of vibration, through her hand.

The place is deafening but all that filled her ear was just the ringing sound of the cellular and those arguing voices in her head.

She brought her head up, her eyes staring into nothingness.

Everything warped around her, the people, the stalls, the things, but her head recognized it as if it happens to her often.

Pressed her finger on the top rounded rectangular protrusion in the left part of the gadget she's holding, burying it in slowly. In downward peripheral vision she sees rectangular flashes of different Hues in the screen, then all black in an instant.

"Yes I'm sure."

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