It had been 3 days since i lost my phone, and i was starting to get annoyed. I was sitting in the living room, when i heard the the door knock. I sighed, being the only one home i had to answer it. I walked over to the door and opend it, and a little surprised to see the purpled haired boy at my front door. Holding my phone, and i just looked at him. "..you stole it?" He quickly shook his head "you left it on the bench.. I couldn't find any hint of where you lived.. But i saw your licence plate.. And i remembered it.. Sorry thats creepy.." I slightly smiled and took my phone, i hugged him. "Thanks."