A few years back, I was hanging out with a group of friends. This young man hanging out with us stole my phone, gave me his, and walked into the other room. I was completely confused about the situation when his phone, the one he left with me, buzzed with a text message. From the phone’s home page, I could see it was a text from me. I decided it was safe to open the message, and saw, “Let’s pretend like we are each other for tonight. I’ll start. Oh my gosh, I think you are the hottest boy alive!!”
It was a good night.
I think I miss the days when stealing each other’s phones was a normal occurrence.
