Phone Guy Script Novels & Stories

He waited and Osiris said nothing, flipping down on the sofa he groaned and rubbed at the back of his neck. There was a burring sound in his pocket and he dipped his hands inside to pull out his phone. An unknown number flashed on the screen of the phone and Kai frowned. After a few seconds of staring at the phone he picked the call and set it to loudspeaker. "Who is this?" There was no sound at the other end for a few minutes and as he was about to cut the call, annoyed that someone was playing a prank with his line the phone crackled into life.

I didn’t know what or how to feel, but am sure I was a wreck of emotions. The buzzing sound from my phone startled me. God, I just remembered that I can’t afford another phone, what if the screen of my phone get broken. I looked at the screen and the name of the caller was “Mr long legs.” With a heart and fire emoji, which I translate to represents intense passion. “Oh fuck it Gina. Who the hell is this one now!”

i feel stupid making such a dum joke, guys just trying to be nice and i threaten him with marriage maybe my voice didnt portray it as a joke the way i intended. "yeh your probably right, listen dont go anywhere gimme a minute ill call you back". click the phone goes dead. i sat there staring at my phone. maybe he had a friend or a friend of a friend, im confused, i save his contact to my phone and wait. 6 minutes later his name lights up my phone. i answer "hey"

7-inch 5G smartphone, the hottest model on the market, priced around $5,000. She inserted her SIM card and powered on the phone. Throughout the process, she didn't say a word to Gabriel. He sat upright, his eyes glancing at her from the corner. Seeing her remain silent, his expression grew even darker. As soon as the phone turned on, it started buzzing nonstop. One message after another popped up on the screen. She opened one from Grant: [Where are you? Reply ASAP.] She opened another one, also from Grant: [Damn it, why didn't you contact me when something happened?]

I close the page, return back there again and retry, end up on nothing again. I spin it fifteen more times with no luck. It is either rigged or I just have no luck. Sighing, I drop the phone, hoping both of them are safe.

My phone vibrates in my pocket and I lean myself backward to reach inside the pocket of my black jeans to retrieve it. My spine stiffen from the text from an unknown number. +34 85601-1337 You fucked up X. Now you’re going to pay. Blood will be shed Who the fuck is this? It’s a phone number from Spain. “Hell yeah, another one!” I hear Julian gloat but I don’t pay him any mind. The game is over and a new one has just begun. Whoever the fuck this is, is going to wish they never sent this. “Bro, what’s wrong? You all salty now?” Julian asks with whiny mockery.

He replied. "Just that? Okay." She replied puffing out cigarette smoke from her nose and mouth. Roman took out his pipe. "Just that." He replied. Just then, his cell phone beeped in his pocket. It was a call from an unknown number. "Hello?" His deep voice echoed through the phone. "It's June." The caller on the other end giggled and said some more words. "Okay." Roman replied, smirking. "I'll find you, just stay right where you are."

However, the phone did not give her enough time to think as it rang once again. It read to her as more irritated this time, as well.

That's it! The sign from the universe that I've been waiting for! Jason can help me get back into the routine! I nod in agreement so Dela will leave me alone. After she leaves, I call Jason. The phone rings twice and then goes straight to voicemail. I hear Jason's irritating voice blaring in a recording, "You have reached Jason's voicemail. When you hear the beep, hang up and text instead, asshole." I roll my eyes and wait for the beep. "Jason, for fuck's sake, answer your goddamn phone. I could be dying right now!"

48 was from Paul, 12 were from a particular number, 7 was from Showboy and there were random strange numbers. I snickered as I called Showboy back. "Hello" I said into the phone. "Hey! Are you okay?" Showboy's concerned voice came over the phone. "I'm fine and I'm sorry" I replied quietly. "Don't ever scare me like that again okay?" Showboy said and I smiled slightly. "Sure" I replied as we talked some more and I hung up. My phone rang almost immediately and as soon as I noticed it was Paul, I hung up and flung my phone on the bed.