[ WP ] For years , your friend has been trying to teleport by staring out his window at a park bench and concentrating hard . One day he frantically contacts you to tell that he can teleport now . Tell us what is actually happening .

Hanoi was just waking up. Ana got out of bed and considered breakfast when the phone rang. She knew the number immediately, no one else calls her from a +352 number but him. `` Xin chào'' She almost dropped the phone. It had been what, 5 years? 
 
 `` It worked!'' he just shouted. 
 
 `` *It* worked?'' you ask, hoping that this will not trigger another discussion about *it*. 
 
 `` Yes! I proved everyone wrong! It is possible to teleport using nothing but a honed mind! I tried that for so long... and finally, I made it!'' he shouted. 
 
 `` Are you drunk?'' Ana asked. Calling his exes when drunk was a bit of a habit for him, she had just never experienced it from the point of being that ex. 
 
 `` I am sober as a church mouse! And about as poor with the roaming from Vietnam. Can you tell me where you live?'' 
 
 She gasped, but then did so. 
 
 `` Give me about 20 seconds!'' he announced, then the line dropped. 
 
 She shook her head. It made no sense. *Him* being in Hanoi. Staring at a point to teleport, which he had tried for hours at a time. Which made the relationship go south. There was a knock on her door. Opening it revealed him in a pyjama, looking tired. `` I made it!'' he shouted madly. 
 
 `` Did you teleport to Hanoi?'' she asked annoyedly. 
 
 He nodded eagerly. `` Sure did!'' 
 
 `` Seriously?'' Ana raised an eyebrow. 
 
 In that moment, he disappeared and re-appeared behind her. `` Any questions?'' he asked smugly. 
 
 `` Wow! Congrats on that! Immigration departments are going to get nervous about that!'' she quipped. 
 
 He looked immediately very sad: `` Yeah, that kinda is why I am here...'' 
 
 `` Who is following you?'' she asked. 
 
 `` Someone who shoots like a stormtrooper!'' he answered 2 questions in one sentence. 
 
 `` You know how cliché it is to contact the ex girlfriend in that case? They smell that 5km against the wind!'' Ana shook her head. 
 
 `` You think?'' he sounded dubious. 
 
 `` Iyep! Especially as you laid a trace to me by calling from Viet-fucking-nam. The telecoms will happily relay that!'' she explained. 
 
 `` Shit!'' he cursed, `` So what do I do now?'' 
 
 `` I would say lay low somewhere without cellphone and plastic money and post the info on how you learned to teleport online. Wait until it can be reproduced by others to show your face around Luxembourg - or Hanoi.'' 
 
 `` Hmmm...'' he pondered, `` Can you do the uploads for me? I know sweet fuck all about the internet!'' 
 
 `` Me?! Here?! Need I remind you that I am in Viet-freaking-nam?'' she shook her head. 
 
 `` You can do it whereever you want to! I mastered it, why not you?'' he handed her a pendrive. `` I should still have it on some cloud! Maybe come visit me when I have a stable address somewhere! Iran must be beautiful this time of the year!'' 
 
 Before you can remind him that this clusterfuck of a relationship caused you to emigrate to Vietnam he was gone.
