Agatha
I examined the mobile phone my boss issued to me. I already told him I wouldn't need a new one since mine is still usable but he insists I get the best one. The phone is so thin and looks so fragile and expensive and it's beautiful. It has a logo of an apple with a bite at the top, it's pale pink in color. I remember the old phone that I hid inside the cabinet under my bag of clothes. I climbed out of bed and I took it out. It's been a couple of days since I opened it.
