A few minutes had passed already, and he wasn’t back yet. I wondered if he heard me when I shouted after him. Maybe I should just go see what the holdup is myself and help him locate my phone. I should have done that in the first place rather than rely on him to retrieve it. I was just about to stand up when he came back holding out my phone in victory.
“It was on your dresser.” He informed me before taking his seat again.
“No password?” he questioned after he unlocked my phone.
“Yeah, why would I want one? I don’t have anything to hide.” I answered truthfully. It was true I didn’t have any sensitive information or anything illegal on it that I wanted to keep hidden.
He didn’t respond back to me, and I was burning to know if the same could be said for him. But I reminded myself that i
