They entered. Two random men. One white, one was not. The brown one had a cheeky smile on his face and jumped on his place a little while he walked towards me. His hip slanting to the right when he stood in front of me. "Here ...your phone." I noticed one of his shoes were heeled. Big circular frame glasses, French cut beard. His hair tied in a small ponytail. He wore a black windcheater.
I took the phone from his hand and eagerly waited for the screen to appear while I pressed the power button. I looked at it from all the sides. Tapped it on my palm. tapped on the glass but nothing happened. It was blank!
"What the f**k! why isn't it..." I sighed, closing my eyes. "Who are you?" I threw the cigarette butt that I held between my fingers on the floor and crushed it with my shoe.
He whist
