- What was that?
- Was that my phone?
- No. I’m “circles,” not “choo choo.”
- Wait. Was that his phone?
- Yup.
- Did he pick it up?
- I want to watch his face when he looks at it, but I don’t want him to see me staring.
- Why didn’t he pick it up?
- How did he not even realize his phone went off?
- Boys are ridiculous.
- Well, it’ll go off again in a second to remind him.
- There it is, there it is!
- Good, he noticed.
- Wait.
- Why is he smiling at his phone?
- Is he going to answer?
- Or is it a Snapchat?
- I actually hate Snapchat.
- Why do slutty girls think they can snap MY boyfriend?
- I’M RIGHT HERE.
- He wouldn’t be dumb enough to open a skanky snap next to me.
- Wait, he’s typing.
- He’s typing a lot.
- What the hell does he have so much to type about?
- It’s a text, not a fucking novel.
- He never texts me novels.
- What if he’s declaring his love for the skanky Snapchat girl?
- Shit.
- Maybe if I go over there and refill his drink or something, I can see who he’s texting.
- Be cool, be cool.
- Just do a casual glance but don’t look like you’re reading–you got this.
- “Let me just grab this basically full cup so I can refill it for you, babe.”
- Ugh. He put down his phone.
- What the hell is he hiding?
- No, I don’t want a kiss. I want to know who you’re texting.
- Or should I say SEXTING?
- Cheating bastard.
- If I can somehow time it so that he is occupied and leaves his phone face up right when he gets a text, I’ll be good.
- What can I have him do? Shit.
- Reach something high! Genius!
- Guys love doing shit like that.
- Now I just need to wait until he sends a text so the mystery bitch will respond.
- HE JUST SENT IT.
- Time to whip out my damsel in distress voice.
- Ah hemmm.
- “Babe, can you reach that can of sauce for me? I’m just far too short, and you’re so strong and manly.”
- Why do I need sauce?
- Uh…
- “Yeah, I’m making you a big, delicious dinner.”
- Damn it.
- Now I have to cook?
- Whatever.
- Okay good, good–he’s getting up!
- AND LEAVING HIS PHONE. BOYS ARE SO DUMB.
- “No, the sauce in the very back…”
- And he got a text! Worked like a charm.
- Quick check to see if he’s looking…
- And we’re good. Coast is clear.
- …
- Text Message: Mom
- It’s his mom?
- His fucking mom?
- THANKS, MOM. NOW I HAVE TO COOK.
- This was all part of his plan, wasn’t it?
- Wait. What if he changed a girl’s name to “Mom” in his phone?
- No, that’s just weird.
- Okay, he’s back.
- And smiling at his phone.
- He smiles at his phone when his mom texts him?
- That’s actually really cute.
- I wonder if he smiles when I text him…
- What’s my name in his phone, Dad?
- I wonder if he has a whole bunch of girlfriends with family member names in his phone.
- Gross.
- I hope I’d be the fun aunt.
- Not that I want to be his aunt…
- But if I HAD to be a family member in his phone, I’d want to be the kooky aunt with a cat emoji.
- Now his phone is ringing?!
- Shit.
- I didn’t see who it was.
- You let your guard down for a second, decide your fake family member character in his phone, and this shit happens.
- No, it’s cool, go in the other room.
- IS IT YOUR MOM?