An hour into my hangout with Aaliyah, I get a text from an unknown number. I stare at the screen for a couple seconds in slight confusion. I haven't given my number out to anyone recently. The only unsaved numbers in my phone are from group project members that I've had to work with within the last year. I read the text and am filled with even more confusion.
Unsaved Number: I need a favor.
Ivy: Who is this?
I stare at the screen, watching as the typing bubbles appear.
Unsaved Number: Asa. I got your number from Maya. That's enough small talk.
I stare in a state of shock at my phone. I never pegged Asa as the type to text first...or text at all, if we're being honest.
Ivy: Why would I do you a favor?
I know plenty of reasons why I'd do him a favor, but let's see what he has to say.
