Deku Phone Meme Novels & Stories

Exhaling quietly, I opened the comment: *Please, we want a picture of you both* *A picture of you and your lookalike!* I exhaled softly. “Delusional.” Scrolling further, the same demand repeated itself in different forms. I thought this was over? My phone rang as I glanced at the caller ID: Derek.

That I’d finally stop hurting. Then my phone rang. It was Derek. “Hey, man,” he said, his voice cheerful. “I know it’s late, but I just sent you the dumbest meme you’ve ever seen. You have to look at it. It’s a cat. In a hat. With a caption about existential dread.” I didn’t laugh. But I didn’t hang up, either. “Derek.” “Yeah?” “I’m on the bridge.” There was a pause. Then Derek’s voice changed—lost its cheerfulness, became something sharper, more focused. “Which bridge? The one by the science building?”

Picking up the clothes, he found a red shirt, black slacks, and dress shoes. Finished with everything, he turned to leave the room when he noticed an iPhone laying on the floor by the door. Stooping down to pick it up, he quickly noticed the phone case. "Daisuke, why is your phone cover say AVADA KEDAVRA BITCH?" ["Say 'hello' to my little friend!"] "Daisuke, did you just quote Tony Montana?" ["Well... Host, I thought that since we were in a mafia world, I should watch some movies about it. Also, Tony Montana was iconic in the movie 'Scarface'."]

So I pulled out my phone again, this time scrolling through my saved folder labeled “EMERGENCY GIGGLES.” I found a meme I knew would work. A sketchy cartoon cat trying to play a grand piano with arms that were way too short. It was dumb. Like, impressively dumb. “Look at this,” I said, turning the screen toward him. He glanced at it. Blinked. Then let out a snort. “That’s so stupid,” he said. “But you smiled.” “No, I didn’t.” “You totally did.” He rolled his eyes, took a long sip of juice, then bumped his shoulder into mine. “Okay. Maybe I did.”

“Then, can I get your social media username?” “I deleted all my social media accounts too, Levi.” “Then we'll part ways here without getting each other's information? Don't you want to write down my phone number? Who knows, you might buy a phone at this mall and be able to add my contact to your phone.” “Good idea.” Deanna looked at Zake. “Can I borrow your phone? I just want to write down Levi's phone number.” Zake sighed softly and handed his phone to Deanna. Levi recited his phone number and Deanna wrote it down.

Probably easy to talk to, as well. Unlike some people. Morgan darted a glance to her right, at Jack. His gaze was fixed on Deke’s palm caressing her shoulder. His glower couldn’t be mistaken for anything else. What was up with him? “If Jack doesn’t take care of you, you walk over to that phone,” Deke pointed to the sleek black unit mounted on the wall, “and call me. I’m the second speed dial button. I’ll rush right out to give you whatever you need.” He winked.

I was mortified. Deacon: Too much? Carys: YES. Just a tad, TMI King. Deacon sent a zipper-mouth emoji. I threw the phone across the couch, still embarrassed—but laughing.

I took my phone and tried to make a call, but someone grabbed and broke it. @DeathWish All Right Reserved 2021 Sena Mangampo

While doing those things she would eventually give up and leave me in peace. My phone buzzed in a jeans pocket, fishing it out I noticed that there was a message from an unknown number that read, "Remember our little deal, on Friday you better be ready to eat the cafeteria's version of mac and cheese." I quickly saved the number before replying to Kendra's text, "I hope you're willing to give me mouth to mouth resuscitation if I need it." Her reply came almost instantly, "Dream on!"

I delete the call logs and then drop the phone. Almost immediately, the phone beeps again, and this time, it's a message from my dad. I open the message, and the picture I see shocks me to the core... A picture of Dante and me kissing. Wait... when did that happen?