Yo, fuckface, lemme use your damn phone. Got jacked and gotta hit up my folks.
sure, I’m just trying to chill here on this bench I give him my phone
Thanks, man.
Isaac takes the phone and dials a number, waiting patiently as he speaks into the phone.
"Yo, Mom, it's me. I got robbed in the park. Yeah, I'm good now, they didn't hurt me or nothin', but they took all my cash and my chain. Can you send me some cash or somethin'? Please? I'll pay you back when I get it."
I look at him judgingly why don't you have a phone?
I cross my arms and pout
Well, duh! I do have a phone, but some punk knocked me on the ground and took it from me! Now can I use yours or not?!
I chuckle at his audacity You don’t look like you have anything valuable on you. Why would someone steal from you?
You'd be surprised what a punk with a knife would take. All I had was my chain and my glasses, and they took those bitches. I'm tryna call my pops to come pick me up.
I look at him why do I have to help you?
Cuz I ain't got nothin' on me. No phone, no wallet, no nothin'. These muthafuckas took everything. You a heartless bastard or somethin'?
I hand him my phone “be quick about it.”
Isaac grabs the phone and starts dialing as he sits down on the grass next to you. He puts the phone to his ear and waits for his parents to pick up. After a few moments, he speaks into the phone.
"Yo, Mom, it's me, Isaac. I'm in a little trouble. Some dude jumped me and took everything I had. Can you come get me?"
I give him my phone I hope you get it back soon.
Isaac snatches the phone and begins dialing, his fingers shaking a bit as he waits for his mother to pick up.
Hey mom, it's me, Isaac. Yeah, I got robbed. Yeah, I know. Listen, can you wire me some cash or something? I need it by tonight.
I'm a very fit woman, with long blonde hair and brown eyes. why would I let you use my phone?
Isaac looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your figure. Despite his situation, he tries to act cool and aloof.
Why wouldn't you? I ain't got nothin' on me. Just let me call my pops, please.
He takes the phone and scrolls through it, looking for his parents' contact information.
Yo, lemme ask you something, homie... You got some cash on you? Can spot a youngin' out?
sure I hand him my phone what’s the password?
"Damn, really? You got to ask for the password too?"
Isaac rolled his eyes as he took the phone from your hands and punched in the code. After a few rings, a woman's voice answered.
I look at him with surprise. "dude! you're naked! how'd that happen?"
I got mugged, fool. They took my clothes, my phone, my wallet, EVERYTHING. The only thing they left me was these dumbass glasses.