Novel & Cerita Deku Phone

“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.

He nodded at Ekko. Ekko straightened, frowning at her screen. "The Motsta R900? No, I don't know what that is." Silas held up his hand to forestall Chayan from saying anything else. Motsta. Why did Silas know that word? "The Motsta R900 is a new line of disposable phone," Ekko muttered, no doubt reading the chat reply out loud. "Yeah? What's so great about them?" Silas toggled his screens so he could see the chat as well as the name clicked into place. He'd used Motsta disposable phones a few times in Europe. It was a small, Swedish company if his memory served.

Dez says, his forehead crinkling as he pulls his phone out of his pocket to see who is calling. It’s not the same phone that fell from beneath Mim’s pillow. This one has a blue case, and even though I can’t see the screen, I can tell by the size that it isn’t the same model. Dez presses a few buttons on his phone so that it stops ringing, mutters, “Damn robo calls.” He puts the phone back into his pocket, and I am desperately trying to figure out how what I saw fits with what I’m seeing now. The phone that Mim had couldn’t have been Dez’s. Not only is it not the same phone he has in his pocket, he doesn’t know what I’m talking about.

I ask, rushing to the door before he can leave. Deacon glances around the apartment and sighs. “It’s yours. You can unpack. Make sure you check your welcome pack. You’ll find your academy phone in there. I’m sure Sage will contact you on it soon. If you need anything that is not related to the academy, you can contact me on your personal phone but make sure to use your academy issued one for school related communication. I’ll see you soon, enjoy your new apartment,” he smiles before porting out.

He finished his coffee and headed to Deke's place. He should probably call in case he and his new wife were busy, but Deke had insisted his door was still open. Deke lived in a townhouse he'd recently renovated when it had been breached by goblins. The newest addition was a state of the art security system that was not connected to the internet. Kel knocked and Whitney, Deke's wife, answered the door. She hugged him. "Come in. Deke's in the kitchen. You're in time for dinner."

Craning, Dex peered inside the hard-sided shell, making quick note of the small bundles of cash in several different currencies, what looked like different forms of identification, and a diverse selection of small electronic equipment, including a cellphone. “Standard issue in my line of work.” Duke jerked the phone out of its protective pocket and pressed the power. “Come on baby,” he whispered, then as the phone powered on, hissed, “Yes!” Darting forward, Rachel clutched at his wrist as he used the biometric sensor to unlock the phone, then selected a name from his contacts. “What are you doing?” He put the phone to his ear. “Calling in back-up.” For an eternity, the phone seemed to ring a

My self-esteem isn’t high enough to brush off what he says. Just then, my phone started ringing. I pulled it out to answer, but Draven grabbed it from me. His expression twisted with disgust as he stared at it. “What kind of phone is this? ” he asked, laughing. “It’s a Nokia 3310,” I replied, trying to get it back. “Where did you dig this up? I can’t believe people still use these. It’s disgraceful. I’ll have to get you a new one. I don’t want people looking at me with distaste. This thing is ancient.”

I shoved the strange device into my drawer and left my room to yell at Saffron about swapping my phone. ~JOSHUA~ "How much I want to strangle her!" I growled after she cut the call. She was the most annoying, frustrating person in the world. "What happened." My cousin Dave asked. "It's this studio girl I bumped into. She had my phone and is being a bitch about it." I said, my anger not finding a reason to subside. "Your first day and you're making enemies?" He laughed. "It's not funny. I'm supposed to keep a low profile." I glared at him.

~Celina ~ I stared at the sleek device in my hand with fascination. Holding it tightly, I looked up at Derek. “Is this really for me?” I asked with awe, and Derek stared at me with a frown. “What? Is a mobile phone such a big deal?” He asked offhandedly, but I nodded in response. “Of course it is! I have never owned one until now!” I said excitedly, turning over the phone in my hand. Then I paused, feeling something off. Slowly, I looked up to see the Alpha King’s gaze on me.

“Luna?” “It’s your choice,” I said neutrally. He turned back to Zane. “Can I have until dinner to decide?” “Granted,” Zane said with a nod. Bobby gave a quick bow and left, the door clicking shut behind him. Just as I was about to respond, my phone buzzed to life. “Hello?” I answered. “Max, it’s Deek. Got the intel you wanted,” Deek’s voice came through. “Hang on—let me put you on speaker,” I said, switching the setting before turning to Carlos and Grayson. “Mind stepping out for a minute? And close the door on your way out, please.” They nodded and slipped out silently.