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"Hang on... give me a sec," I searched my pockets from head to toe as if I was a security guard at an airport. 

Stressed out, I sighed, running a shaking hand through my pin-straight auburn hair. 

I had lost them. With no hope of return.

"I am so sorry! I don't know where they've gone..."

"What on earth are you going on about?!" Her face wore an extremely baffled expression.
 
"I can't find them! I know you want them, but I truly don't know where they are!" 

I bit my lips to stop the giggles from escaping.

That was quite hard, when the bitch was genuinely puzzled. 

Dumbass. 

"What exactly?" She sighs, exasperated. 

Time to tell the truth.

"I can't find any fucks to give."