Gartic Phone Prompt Novels & Stories

I mumbled to myself, and wanted to leave the garden, but then my phone rang, and I hurriedly checked the caller ID. “It is Bryan,” I mumbled to myself. I picked it, and waited for him to talk. “Hello,” he said from the other end. “Hello,” I replied slowly. “How are you?” He asked from the other end. “I'm fine, what about you?” I asked.

"If you can keep up, that is." "I can keep up just fine, Ella," Jax replied smoothly. Before Ella could say anything back, a sharp, buzzing sound interrupted the air of the garden. Ella reached into the pocket of her green cloak and pulled out a small black smartphone. The screen lit up her face, reflecting a bright blue glow in her eyes. Jax glanced down at the screen. The caller ID displayed on the glass read a single word: "Grumpy".

However, unexpectedly, the phone automatically answered. Chateau froze, staring at the screen, where the seconds of the ongoing call ticked away in silence. Assuming the caller must know the phone's owner, she hesitated but eventually spoke. “Hello?” Chateau greeted softly, her tone cautious. Silence greeted her. “I found this phone lying around. Could you help me find its owner?” she added, her voice more resolute. Still, no response came. Chateau repeated herself, “Hello? Can you hear me?” “Chateau Lavigne,” came the sudden reply, precise and deliberate.

We just laugh it off because we can't do anything about it, especially if we're only compatible as friends and nothing more. My attention shifted to my cellphone when it rang. Seriously, who would disturb me at this hour? It was a text from an unknown number. I furrowed my brows, who's this? From: +639********* You have 50 MB left in your VIDEO EVERY DAY today. Redeem your favorite GIGA promo with your GigaPoints in the GigaLife App! smrt.ph/GigaLifeApp

I said and blushed slightly not believing that I was really prepared to have a phone sex with a guy today. ************************** A girl sat down in her car as she stared at her phone in anger. Whatever was going on, she needed to get to the root of it. She didn't get why he fiance would be seen around would his greatest enemy's daughter. She took out her phone and dialed his line. 📲 Babe" She wanted to say but the harsh and rude interruption from the voice from the other side didn't let her. 📲What do you want?" The voice asked cutting off rudely and she scoffed annoyed.

It was something I would never unsee if I mistakenly saw it. Then it rang. Out of instincts, I grabbed it and picked the call. "Who is this?" I said in a monotone voice. "Give me back my damn phone!" I flinched at the way the voice shouted. "I didn't steal it, you have mine." I rolled my eyes, recognizing the voice immediately. "I don't have time for your stupid games. I need that phone." He said. "You have no right to speak rudely to me. I can drop the phone in water you know." I frowned.

I received a package today from Mr. X. Inside was a phone, a nice one. Attached to the phone was a Post-It Note that read “Use Me. Text HELLO to 555-4545. I did, of course. There’s been no response yet. It’s been about twenty minutes. I’m going to start my writing to you for today and I’ll keep an eye on this phone.

Gustave suggested "Yes, you are right," Nick said and searched for his phone "Where is my dam phone," he yelled "Nick, Nick," Gustave called out to him realizing he is agitated "I would help you find Ruth," Gustave promised and picked up his phone from the table which he handed to him "Your phone," he said Nick took it from him with a thank you He unlocked it and went into his contacts and scrolled through and retrieved a number which he dialled immediately "Hello, I have a job for you," he said as soon as the call connected

Oren repeated, "Loopholes?" Silvia laid a phone on the table. Though it wasn't making noise, the screen was bright. "It's the house phone," she said, explaining how it was attached to her cell phone. "The caller ID only says Georgia." At first no one responded. How many times would it ring? Finally, Oren nodded to Silvia, who connected the call. "Hello?" We all hung on each of Silvia's responses. "Yes." Her eyes darted to my mother. "Mrs. Fitzgerald?"

Oren repeated, "Loopholes?" Silvia laid a phone on the table. Though it wasn't making noise, the screen was bright. "It's the house phone," she said, explaining how it was attached to her cell phone. "The caller ID only says Georgia." At first no one responded. How many times would it ring? Finally, Oren nodded to Silvia, who connected the call. "Hello?" We all hung on each of Silvia's responses. "Yes." Her eyes darted to my mother. "Mrs. Fitzgerald?"