Phone Guy X Purple Guy Novels & Stories

“She works in a small café. How on earth would she afford it?” “I think Gabi’s right,” Vivian added quickly. But Felicia ignored them, already pulling out her own phone and scrolling furiously. “Guys, I found it! UX-Phone made another sale after Kret Joe, but the owner’s identity is hidden.” She looked up at me with open suspicion. I shrugged awkwardly. “Not me.” “Of course it’s not you,” Gabi sneered, rolling her eyes. “That doesn’t prove anything.” “Yeah… it wouldn’t make any sense,” Vivian muttered.

A kid with blue hair and a nametag that read Tyler looked up from his phone. His eyes went wide, taking in my face, the scar on my jaw, and the fact that I looked like I had been spat straight out of Hell. "Can I... help you, sir?" he stammered, looking like he was about to crap his pants. "I need a phone," I said, my voice low and probably sounding like a threat. "Newest model. Best camera. Maximum storage." "Sure, sure. We have it in black, silver, and....."

His eyes fought mine in a silent glare and his lips quirked in a tight smile. “Remember.” He said plainly. He extended his card to the man who stared at our exchange, he cleared his throat drawing both our attention. “Fine.” I huffed and a smirk broke out on his lips. The guy helped me to set up the new phone, the deep purple color was really pretty but i wasn’t going to tell him that. “Thank you.” I smiled at the man and collected the bag, by my side this time Percy didn’t walk faster and made sure I got through the people occupying so much space.

His train of thinking was interrupted by the abrupt vibration of his phone. When he saw the caller's name, he grimaced. “Speak.” "Are you with your girlfriend?" the voice on the other side said. The caller's laughter cut off his question, "What are you saying?" "Just kidding—" “What do you require?” "I have registered your name with Hilton Hub--" "Don't give me a damn, you jackass. Say you omitted my name from the underground combat?" He clenched his teeth. "I'm sorry—Hey! Don't get mad. We can make a lot of money with it. Moreover, it's been a while since you've been in a fight—"

It hurt so much that he instantly dropped his phone before howling in pain! Upon hearing his wail, Xavia quickly turned around to look at the now kneeling man before asking, “What’s wrong-” Before she could even finish her sentence, she was shocked silent when she saw the prestigious Zivon walking toward the man from the door…! Picking the man’s phone up, Zivon then gave it a look… before dropping it into a beer mug and saying, “A bit cheap of you, don’t you think? Regardless, this time, it’s your phone… Next time, it’ll be you.”

"Tsk, dumb bitch!" With that, the man hung up abruptly. Elizabeth redialed the number. "Hello, explain yourself. Who are you calling dumb? Hello?" "We're sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service…" Not in service? Elizabeth stood frozen in place. Only a few seconds had passed from the time that man hung up to the time she called back. Yet, the phone number had been deactivated in that short span of time. Who exactly was the man? And that drug…

Swinging the bag on my arm, I exit the restroom and walk out in the dim hallway. "Fun facts about cell phones: when a person calls you, you answer." Xavier's voice booms over the faint music as he peels himself off the opposite wall. The man holds up his phone as an assumed demonstration. I sigh inwardly. It was only him, there was no one else. Maybe I imagined the whole thing. Maybe it is a stupid prank after all. "Hey, are you okay?" He takes a few steps towards me, his handsome features illuminated by the dim hallway light. It was etched with pure concern. It is heart-warming that he is concerned for me.

Well, this is where a man on the street directed me to, so I guess it works. "Um, hello. I'm looking forward to buying a new phone." "Great! Do you have preferences as to what model or at what price?" "No. My previous one was an iPhone and ended broken in the wall, so preferably something more wall-proof," I joke. "Hmmm," the woman takes a moment or two to digest the info I just gave her, although I was joking about the wall-proof part and my chuckling must've been enough for her to understand it was a joke, but I guess it wasn't.

After trying the second time, I finally hear a voice at the end of the phone. "It's too early for this." A deep voice starts. What? "Is this Liiza's phone?" "Huh?" The guy replies. "This is Andree...oh, shit." The guy laughs before continuing. "Yeah it is." "Is this a joke?" "Listen man, she just left her phone in my bed. Sorry." The guy disconnects the phone. What just happened? I call again, but no one picks up so I decide to message her. Me: Who was the guy that answered the phone? Where are you? Text me back!

“You got a pet bear?” “That’s not a bear, that’s my dog,” Patty said defensively. “Shit. What do you feed him? People?” Andy asked as he took in Rufus’s large size. Rufus circled the four them as he sniffed everyone. Patty was about to say something when her cell phone rang. “Can someone hold this for me?” she asked as she hung out the shopping bag she was carrying. Andy took it from her. Patty dug in her purse for her phone. The caller ID said J. Goldman. “Shit, it’s Goldman.”