Phone Guy X Purple Guy Novels & Stories

ENZO'S POV My phone in my hand, I scrolled through F******k. Nothing to see, just old people playing around - and jobless people who messed up my feed. “Stupid.” I muttered when I caught sight of another irritating video on my screen. After enough thought, I realized it was best to dump the phone and concentrate on something else. Like the men who were waiting. Waiting for this short meeting to begin. “Hello, gentlemen. Thank you for coming.” I picked up a glass with juice in it. “There's nothing much to discuss. I'd like us to go over last week and revise what should happen this week. Is that alright, gentlemen?”

Before I left my room, I put on my red heels and took my velvet purse from the bed. Upon leaving the unit, my phone rang. It was Paul. "Hey, beautiful. I'm downstairs now!" "Hey there, handsome. I'm in the elevator now!" I replied. Downstairs, Paul was handsomely waiting with his light purple long-sleeve shirt and black trousers. We both smiled at each other when we saw our outfit. "We didn't talk about the color, right?" he asked as he opened the door of his porsche. "No, we just probably have a telepathy!" I jeered back, making him chuckle.

The box had G-phone printed all over it and a small quote introducing their company's slogan on the top. "G-phone - the revolution for lonely people... what's that supposed to mean?" Tynan frowned. According to the marketing campaign, the G-phone was like a lover. It would always be by the owner's side and basically worked as a digital personal assistant. But making such a statement... Was the company taking it too far?

“Dude, can I get your contact number?” Preston excitedly took out his phone, wanting to get Philip's number. Philip smiled awkwardly. He had just returned to the ancestral land and had not bought a phone yet. “Leave me your business card. I haven't had time to buy a mobile phone yet.” Philip's words sounded extremely profound in Preston’s opinion. Obviously, Philip was a reclusive hermit, but Preston wondered how he got involved in trivial marriage affairs in the secular world. “Sure, this is my business card. Just call this number if you need me!” Preston said happily.

Yuri chuckled as he continued using his cell phone as he drove. After that, he deleted a piece of software on his cell phone without leaving any traces behind. “Don’t worry about it. Anyway, just remember that Gerald can never compare to me! He’s just a piece of trash!” “Wow! I’m really very happy!” After getting ridiculed by Yuri and Xavia early in the morning, Gerald no longer had the mood to go out. Moreover, he could not help but wonder how Yuri managed to get so much money overnight. Hahaha…

Stella was about to say something when both their phones rang simultaneously. They subconsciously grabbed the wrong phones and answered at the same time. In Stella's phone, there was the impatient voice of a young man. "Bro! Your ex-wife's current relationship has been exposed. Damn, how did he end up with that pit bull!"

In most parts of India, there is a stereotype that says a girl with a phone is like a human bomb; anything can happen at any time. After buying the phone for me, Karthik called Tyler using his green one to pick our shopping bags up. We only had to wait for a little at the entrance of the mall, Tyler arrived and took them from us, and asked us to go on with our little shopping date. I mentally facepalmed while Karthik awkwardly laughed at his remark.

I pressed. "I'm for real, guy." He let out with a small laugh and I scwoled at my phone screen, my now scrunched up face reflecting clearly like a mirror on the phone screen. "First of all, I am not a guy," I said then was about adding something else but he butted in again. "Everybody is 'Guy'"He parried on, putting emphasis on the 'GUY' "Nope, not everyone please. I'm not a guy." I argued on.

Bianca literally fell on her butt and screamed. "This... That... Phone... No wolf has ever used it from what I heard. It was newly launched and largely on sale in the human world. You can't get this brand anywhere around here" she explained and slowly reached out for the pretty looking phone. He must have repainted it or something but this was exactly my favorite color. Purple. Then Danica was imprinted permanently at the lower end at the back of the phone. An unintentional smile broke out of my lips as a tear spilled out of my eyes and down my cheeks.

It was iPhone 16 Pro. “I bought you a phone.” He spoke while eating like it was not a big deal. “Uuka! Why?” I'm definitely excited. I just didn't expect him to. “You said on your W******p that you wanted that phone. It's expensive.” He had to put it out there, and I didn't think he was even paying attention to my W******p statuses. “I was gonna buy it with Bangizwe's black card, but thank you, big bro.” I opened the box and took out the phone. It was pink. I love it so much. It even came with a pink pouch.