𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨

76.

'So I lost my phone...' by Lynxx

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 my phone wasn't in my pocket.

I checked the table we were sitting at, the bar, the bathrooms, 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 night stand, right where I left it