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eerie eerie eerie... *twilight zone music starts to play*
We were on our way home. Mars was driving me and Dylan to my house. We had left New Manila and we were driving down Aurora Avenue. Mars was texting while driving, which is a common thing for him to do, but honestly, i'd rather he didn't. We were gonna make a short stop at a Mercury Drug to buy Dylan his milk. We got there, but there was no parking. A guy started pointing at a really dark, secluded spot. He was signaling for us to park there and continued to say that it was the only parking spot left. At first, we were really hesitant. Mars and i were both thinking it looked really creepy... but then Mars said he was only gonna be really quick and we'd be out of there in no time. Before he got out of the car or opened the door he started looking for his phone. He kept on looking around and rummaging through the bags on the front seat. I told him to forget about it, "YOu can look for it later, it's just in the car. Just buy the milk, get it over with, you can look for your phone when we get to my house". With that, he was off. He was careful getting out of the car... very cautious... just incase the phone was on him because he didn't want to drop it. Alas, nothing. He locked our doors, ran (literally) to mercury drug, bought the milk, and was back in the car in no time. He was getting really worried about his phone, so to ease his mind, i volunteered to start "ringing" it. The phone started to ring, but we couldn't hear anything in the car. I asked him, "can you feel it vibrating anywhere?" but nothing.
Then, the unthinkable happened. The phone started hanging up on us. i thought, WEIRD! We were so stumped with the situation that we were thinking, "Maybe it slid open or something must be on it that it's hanging up calls on its own". (Yeah, RIGHT!) but that's what we kept saying anyway. The more i called, the earlier the phone would start hanging up. That meant... somebody had it. Finally, "The number you have dialled is not yet in service/out of the coverage area... please try your call later" *smart operator girl talking*. That was it. The phone was off...
Mars looked everywhere. In our bags, all over the car. Even the TRUNK! Under the mats, under the seats, and blah blah blah. He turned that car inside-out. No phone. That was it. Someone was hanging up, someone had turned it off, someone else now owned that pretty pretty phone.
Later, it started answering our calls. But he/she never talked. Later, it texted me and asked how much i'd pay for the phone. When MArs called him/her up, he/she said that he/she found the phone in Quezon Ave earlier tonight. HUH?!?!? How in the world did that happen? Also, even if the number was working, the phone the dude was now holding was a black 3310... far from the model MArs and i were hoping to find. That was that... game over.
Mars only had that phone for less than a month. His last one was stolen (along with his wallet) at an event he did at Robinsons Galleria. He got that phone for 19 grand. *OuCh* It was practically brand new, hardly a scratch on it, and it had Dylan's pictures in it!!! * only joking*
Okay, so what i really don't understand is how the hell it happened. He was texting in the car on our way to Mercury Drug! He didn't even open the door when he started looking for it. What happened? How did it happen? How is it even possible?
If we knew that was gonna happen, he shoudld've just given me the damn phone... *sigh*
weird.
whatever man.
i'm stumped...
We were on our way home. Mars was driving me and Dylan to my house. We had left New Manila and we were driving down Aurora Avenue. Mars was texting while driving, which is a common thing for him to do, but honestly, i'd rather he didn't. We were gonna make a short stop at a Mercury Drug to buy Dylan his milk. We got there, but there was no parking. A guy started pointing at a really dark, secluded spot. He was signaling for us to park there and continued to say that it was the only parking spot left. At first, we were really hesitant. Mars and i were both thinking it looked really creepy... but then Mars said he was only gonna be really quick and we'd be out of there in no time. Before he got out of the car or opened the door he started looking for his phone. He kept on looking around and rummaging through the bags on the front seat. I told him to forget about it, "YOu can look for it later, it's just in the car. Just buy the milk, get it over with, you can look for your phone when we get to my house". With that, he was off. He was careful getting out of the car... very cautious... just incase the phone was on him because he didn't want to drop it. Alas, nothing. He locked our doors, ran (literally) to mercury drug, bought the milk, and was back in the car in no time. He was getting really worried about his phone, so to ease his mind, i volunteered to start "ringing" it. The phone started to ring, but we couldn't hear anything in the car. I asked him, "can you feel it vibrating anywhere?" but nothing.
Then, the unthinkable happened. The phone started hanging up on us. i thought, WEIRD! We were so stumped with the situation that we were thinking, "Maybe it slid open or something must be on it that it's hanging up calls on its own". (Yeah, RIGHT!) but that's what we kept saying anyway. The more i called, the earlier the phone would start hanging up. That meant... somebody had it. Finally, "The number you have dialled is not yet in service/out of the coverage area... please try your call later" *smart operator girl talking*. That was it. The phone was off...
Mars looked everywhere. In our bags, all over the car. Even the TRUNK! Under the mats, under the seats, and blah blah blah. He turned that car inside-out. No phone. That was it. Someone was hanging up, someone had turned it off, someone else now owned that pretty pretty phone.
Later, it started answering our calls. But he/she never talked. Later, it texted me and asked how much i'd pay for the phone. When MArs called him/her up, he/she said that he/she found the phone in Quezon Ave earlier tonight. HUH?!?!? How in the world did that happen? Also, even if the number was working, the phone the dude was now holding was a black 3310... far from the model MArs and i were hoping to find. That was that... game over.
Mars only had that phone for less than a month. His last one was stolen (along with his wallet) at an event he did at Robinsons Galleria. He got that phone for 19 grand. *OuCh* It was practically brand new, hardly a scratch on it, and it had Dylan's pictures in it!!! * only joking*
Okay, so what i really don't understand is how the hell it happened. He was texting in the car on our way to Mercury Drug! He didn't even open the door when he started looking for it. What happened? How did it happen? How is it even possible?
If we knew that was gonna happen, he shoudld've just given me the damn phone... *sigh*
weird.
whatever man.
i'm stumped...
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