[ WP ] Your phone is the best wingman ( playing music at the right time , calling people , etc . ) and keeps trying to set you up with this one person . It 's starting to get creative .

*There's a set next to her, go! sit! * 
 
 `` Shut, up, Phoebe,'' I muttered under my breath, and sat in the back row, probably as far away from her as possible. 
 
 *Jesus Christ, Mark, you have to make some effort, man! Give me something to work with! * 
 
 `` There's nothing to work with! I do n't want your help, Phoebe!'' 
 
 I had raised my voice unintentionally, and I drew some strange stares. Luckily, I was pretty early and there were only a few people in the room, and I had headphones, so people assumed I was talking to someone, and not, you know, my sentient phone. Still I flushed a deep crimson and tried to sink into my seat. 
 
 *Okay, Mark. I did n't want to go this far, but remember, this for your own good. * 
 
 `` Wha-'' 
 
 An electric shock went through my head. It felt like someone had put a needle in my ear and pulled it out the other. I started and jumped up in my seat. 
 
 `` What the fu-'' 
 
 The shock came again. I tried to reach to pull out the headphones, but the next jolt was so intense I could've sworn a blacked out for an instant. 
 
 Breathing heavily, I put my hands flat on the desk. `` Look... Pheobe, I'm not taking out the headphones-'' I cringed as I felt another jolt about to come, but it did n't. `` Just do n't kill me.'' I'd owned Phoebe for only a couple of weeks, but she seemed intent, absolutely intent, on getting me with Lisa. She'd been a bit pushy, but this was completely unprecedented. 
 
 *Do n't be ridiculous Mark, the voltage is low enough to not even cause any permanent damage-* 
 
 I relaxed, but then another shock went through me. 
 
 *-but it sure as hell is painful, * Phoebe finished brightly. 
 
 I took a shuddering breath, and muttered, `` Look, just tell me what I have to do to not get shocked. I just had to wait until Phoebe's batteries ran, then I could burn this stupid phone. 
 
 *Sit next to her* 
 
 `` I-I'll do it tomorrow, now it'll just look awk-'' A gasped as another shock went through me. 
 
 *Mark. Move. * 
 
 I gathered my stuff and began to move to the front row, where Lisa was sitting, headphones in, browsing her phone. She did n't even turn to look as I sat next to her, while all I could do was not openly gape. I snuck glances at her out the corner of my eye. Her fiery red hair, looked even finer close up. So fine in fact, that it appeared to almost float, and make a halo around her. Though I'd never noticed her eyes before, they were green, almost startlingly so. And on top of that she was wearing a lovely perfume, smelling of lilac and gooseberries. 
 
 Before I knew it, the class was over, with no notes on my page, and nothing new in my head, well, except for *her. * 
 
 She packed up her bags, and left without a second glance, but I sat in the seat for a moment, savoring the memory. 
 
 *So* Phoebe said, managing somehow to sound smug, *now are you going to make more of an effort? * 
 
 My silence was answer enough. 
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