Oh no. My phone isn't in my bag.
Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god...
Okay, don't freak out. It's got to be around here somewhere.
I'm just going to unpack my everything I own until I find it.
OMG it's really not here.
Don't freak out. DON'T FREAK OUT.
"Hey friend, can you call my phone?"
Wait, I think I hear it vibrating...
Nope. Wishful thinking. It must be on silent.
All right, this is officially starting to suck.
I might be having a panic attack.
Think. Think. Think. What is every place I've ever been?
*Desperately rips up apartment*
It's no use...
I feel so empty inside.
What if someone needs to get ahold of me?
What about my calendar?
What about my googling?
What about my pictures and texts?
What about my Instagram?
What am I supposed to do?!?!?
I should call the cops to report it as stolen. Wait...I don't have a phone.
It's official: updating my Facebook so everyone knows I lost my phone.
Hold on. You can track your phone when you lose it?
But my phone would have needed an app?
This is the worst day of my life.
"It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything"
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