"Yesterday, I chatted with a friend, and it got pretty late, so I crashed there."
Theo leaned in closer, "What friend? A guy or a girl? What's their name? Where do they live?"
His rapid-fire questions left Ellinor feeling irritated, and she finally lost it.
"Mr. Blanchet, can't I have my own friends? Do I have no privacy here? Do I need to report every little thing to you? Is there any difference between being here and being in prison?"
Theo paused slightly, then squinted at her defiant expression and actually burst out laughing; his fatigue instantly halved.
She seemed pretty spirited but still had the energy to argue.
Theo stared at her in silence for a while, not arguing back, but asked in a low voice, "Where's your phone? Even if you stayed over at a friend's, couldn't you have called me?"
At the mention of the phone, Ellinor's spirit clearly faltered; she helplessly shrugged, "Sorry, your phone... I don't know where I dropped it last night; I will get you a new one."
She probably lost it during the clash with that internet star last night. She didn't realize it until she took a cab in the morning; luckily, she had cash on her.
Theo huffed softly, pulled out the phone from his coat pocket, holding it up to her face with his long fingers; he lightly tapped her forehead with it, "Always losing stuff, why don't you lose your head as well?"
Ellinor blinked in surprise, took the phone, and confirmed it was the one she had lost!
She looked up in surprise, asking curiously: "What's going on? How did you get this phone?"
Theo answered succinctly, "Someone found it by the Trent River, handed it over to the police, and they returned it to its original owner."
I see! Ellinor nodded, relieved, "Thank god it wasn't lost! Otherwise, I'd be worried; your bank card with large amounts is linked to this phone; if someone had swiped it, I couldn't afford to pay it back!"
She rambled on...
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