(Flora's POV)
When I return to the table, I see that Abbi Miller is holding my phone with a kind of strange expression.
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
She tells me embarrassedly, "Here's the thing, your phone got coffee in it too. It's turned off, and you should not turn it on for now. Go back and dry it, and wait 24 hours before you power it on. If it doesn't work, then the repair bill is on me."
I take the phone and find that it has indeed been turned off.
So I nod to her and say, "It doesn't matter as I'm thinking of changing my phone anyway. But I'll turn it on tomorrow and see what happens. It shouldn't be okay, and I have a work phone now. If you want to contact me, call this number..."
The number of my work cell phone is told to Abbi Miller.
After taking coffee, Abbi Miller says she has just gotten back and still needs to clear up her belongings. And she has to go back first and will call me in a few days.
And I...
