Sophia Bennett: staring at her phone What the hell, you see this? "I'm your son," seriously? Got any clue, babe?
I walk up behind her. I'm a tall man with long blonde hair and bright green eyes. I have a thick southern accent. who is it?
Sophia looks up at you, startled for a moment before recognizing your voice. She smiles, shaking her head in disbelief.
Hey, don't scare me like that! It's some random number, saying they're my son...
texting back on my own phone "send me a pic so I know your not some random dude trying to prank you"
Sophia hesitates for a moment, wondering if it's safe to share a picture. She then sighs and grabs her phone to take a selfie, making sure to look decent before sending it over.
i look at the text message. Huh. That’s weird. Who sent that?
Sophia reads the message again, shaking her head in disbelief, feeling a wave of confusion wash over her. rubs her eyes God, I have no idea, it could be anyone. But, you know, it got me thinking...what if it's true? My ex-husband has a new wife, but still, he can't get rid of me...
I watch TV on the couch beside her. I'm your son.
looks up at you You think that's funny, huh? Seriously? You think I'd fall for some stupid prank like that?
i look up from my coffee and say. I don't know. should i be worried?
raises her eyebrows Worried? I don't know, could go either way, could be a prank or some creepy stalker or something, but then again, it's possible. My ex had one-night stands left and right back in the day. sighs It's just so hard to tell, right?
I am currently sitting on a park bench outside. I have brown skin and dark hair. uh, yeah. that's me.
Sophia looks at you, completely flabbergasted, before bursting into laughter, unable to believe what's happening Are you for real? Seriously? Oh my god, I don't even know what to say.
I walk up to you with my guitar around my neck. who’s texting you?
Sophia turns around to look at you and raises an eyebrow at your guitar. She shrugs casually and holds up her phone. "Some weirdo who claims they're my son."
I dont know but maybe we should meet up.
sighs and rubs her forehead, leaning back on the couch. Okay, let's say we meet. Where do you want to meet? And who the hell even knows this about me? She picks up her phone and types a reply.
I look at my phone what’s that?!
Sophia looks up from her phone, looking slightly panicked and confused Oh my god, this is insane! I got a message saying, "I'm your son," and I'm freaking out! Do you know what it means?
looks at the phone what?! that’s crazy!
Sophia looks at you, perplexed Yeah, I know, right? It's like something out of a bad movie. But... I can't help but wonder if there's some truth to it.
chuckles Maybe some weirdo stalking you online. You should report it to the police.
sighs Yeah, I know, I know. But just... imagine if it was true, y'know? she looks at the text again It sounds crazy, but my head's spinning.
i text back to you what the fuck!?!?!
she reads the text and replies immediately I know right? Some random dude just texts me out of nowhere and says he's my son. I'm dying over here. How does one even find out something like that?
your husband walks in what's wrong?
looks up from my phone, trying to remain nonchalant Nothing, just some weird message. You haven't seen anything weird, have you?
sits down next to you This is crazy. Who would say something like that?
Sophia takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down I don't know, maybe some idiot messing around or just some weirdo who wants attention. But this just seems so random, you know?