Phone Guy Script Novels & Stories

But something deep down clawed with the other faint possibility of her being someone else and his fingers slowly curled in tight fists turning the skin at his knuckles to bone white. 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵. He plucked out his gold iPhone and dialled a number waiting patiently for the other side to be received. "Hello?" The sound from other side softly asked. "It's me." Zero replied calmly. "Oh my, Zero! Is it really you? How's it going in Mumbai, man?" The speaker asked gleefully.

Then he quickly rushed outside and took out his phone from his pocket. After searching through a number of contacts, he found the number that he was searching for. He dialed the number immediately and exactly after three rings, the person pick up the phone. "Fuck Sam! It's three in the night. Who the hell calls someone so late?" "....." when he didn't get any response from the other side, he suddenly changed his voice into a seductive girl's sexy one and said"Oh my highness how this lowly doctor can help you? Do you need a sleeping pill or you want a special massage therapy so late at night? huh?? huh??? "

This is Tobi. I quickly picked up my phone and was about to construct a reply to him but Calvin got my attention. "Who's that?" I couldn't tell Calvin that a classmate of mine helped me. He will be furious and add the fact that it's a guy. "It's just a wrong number. I’m just reading the text" I said as I kept the phone in my pocket

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.

CARTER I’m glaring at my phone on the island top like it’s going to magically make the person I’m calling answer faster. Newsflash; it doesn’t. I reach voicemail. A-fucking-gain. I’ve heard this fucker’s greeting so much in the past twenty-four hours that I’ve already memorized it--not voluntarily--and it’s beginning to grate on my fucking nerves.

She was in a good mood. In the morning two days later, Phoebe stayed up until two in the morning to finish the script as there were a lot of manuscripts piled up at the end of the month. Just as she was sleeping sweetly, suddenly, the phone that she had placed beside her bed last night started to sing loudly. After waking her up, she found her cell phone in a daze and placed it next to her ear, "Hello... Who is it!?" "It's me! Come to my house in ten minutes to clean up." On the other side, a man's cold voice came over.

He curled his fingers around his phone, squeezing his hand tight on the phone— he was channeling his anger to the phone. Then he remembered something, he loosen the tight grip on his phone. Pressing the power button, the phone screen became on. He quickly input his password, invalid. He groaned and typed it again, this time the phone unlocked. He dialed a number, then press call. It went from calling to ringing. He placed the phone on his right ear, tapping his right leg, impatient. “ The number you are calling is not available at the moment, please try again later.” A female's voice said, and the call end. He grunted loudly, trying again. It took like two minutes before the call was answ

Next, Josh stomped and dug the heel of his formal leather shoe in the phone’s screen. The rest of The Retaliators, with the sole exception of Bernadette, cheered. Josh picked up the damaged phone and held it playfully back to his ear. It appeared he could still hear something because he listened for a while. Then he said: “I don’t know how the fuck he’s getting a signal here but your imaginary boyfriend wants me to put him on speaker.” Josh pressed the speaker button and there was a faint static from Kate’s broken phone. “Kate—,” the phone hissed. “— if you can hear me. I have a couple more pick-up lines for your collection. These are my own creation so please be gentle with your criticism.

IRIS My phone rings for the umpteenth time, yet I don't get up to pick the call as I already know who the caller is. A notification for a message comes up and I can already guess who the sender is. Gregory Malik. I take my phone from the reading table and open up the message, it reads; Hey babe, what's up? Been trying your number but you ain't picking up. Just wanted to hear your mellifluous voice before I start my day.

said mr Ranch with a serious tone . Justin took his phone out and called Kiara . " the subscriber you are calling isn't available for the moment . " said the phone . Justin looked at the phone again with a pleading look then called Kiara again but with no result . ' No !.....Kiara ! Why ?!.....Open your phone ! I am begging you ! Please open your phone ! Please ! ' thought Justin with a serious expression . He called her for ten times in a row but she didn't open her phone then she called his assistant .