'Wait did something break? I just heard breaking glass or something?' Turning her eyes away for a moment just to see nothing.
"It was for you to contact me Anjali, I thought you would and to meet once again for your picture," Steve with a soft smirk playing over his lips.
"Oh, but I got the picture now so you can have your number back right?" Anjali mumbles the piece of paper that was extended towards.
Placing her own hand on Steve pushing it back, this time Steve can hear the breaking of glass in his background.
'Wait, did I hear something breaking once again? I think my ears are imagining stuff'
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"Why would I want my number back when I know my own number?" Steve said
"See I don't want to waste this piece of paper you can pass it out to someone when there will be an emergency when you won't be having any kind of paper or pen, ''Anjali said, making Steve and the server start.
