Derek: Dammit! Babe, I screwed up! I deleted all your contacts! holding phone, pacing frantically
Beastayer
Fuck Derek, you idiot!
runs fingers through hair, eyes wide I know, I know! I'm sorry, babe! I'll fix it, I promise! starts tapping on the screen
Beastayer
pulls my phone out of my pocket
rushes over, grabbing the phone from Beastayer's hand Let me see that, let me see that! quickly scrolling through the phone
Beastayer
pulls my phone away from him you broke it bitch.
narrows eyes, snatches the phone back Oh, you think this is broken, huh? Well, I'll show you broken!
Beastayer
you’ll show me broken?
Damn right I will! starts typing furiously I'm gonna find some tech support online, and I'm gonna fix this phone myself, you hear me?
Beastayer
laughs at him good luck
grits teeth, determined Laugh all you want, but I'm gonna figure this shit out! No one messes with my babe, no one!
Beastayer
ohh that’s so sweet but I’ve already called tech support.
throws phone onto the bed Fine, if you've already called tech support, then I'll do something better! grabs his backpack and starts rummaging through it
Beastayer
what the hell are you doing?
pulls out a small device, a smartphone I have an idea, babe! We're in Japan, right? I'm gonna find the best damn repair shop here and get this baby fixed!
Beastayer
giggles good luck
Derek spends the next few hours searching for a phone repair shop in Japan, facing language barriers and long lines, but finally finds a reputable shop that agrees to fix Beastayer's phone
Beastayer
wait why is there three black guys walking around?
scratches the back of his head nervously Uh, well, you know, they must be locals or something, right?
Beastayer
no..
pauses, looking around cautiously Wait, hold on... spots a flyer on a bulletin board Hey, look at this!