Okay, here’s the deal:
Somewhere between the truck in the driveway and the bed I am sitting in right now, my phone has gone missing.
*sirens wail* *glass shatters* *a cat shrieks*
See, I’m playing this cool, but I’m high-key freaking out. I have checked literally every place I may have set it or it may have fallen, and it isn’t in any of those places.
“Why don’t you just call it, dude? Chillax.”
MY RINGTONE IS OFF BECAUSE I CAME FROM SCHOOL.
Is it normal to have separation anxiety from your phone?
Here’s the deal, I don’t even have that much on my phone. A few ideas, two or three notes, some pictures. All retrievable. But it’s not like my iPad has data! Also I may be unhealthily attached. Also I need a way to call my parents when I get myself legitimately lost.
I need to find it.
That is all I have to say. I’m too consumed with this issue for anything else.