[text] …did you just send me a nude?
a smug grin was painted on his features, but only for the amusing expression to be replace with horror a second later.
it was the wrong phone number.
the wave of fear and panic crashed onto him and he was soon drowning with stutters. not like the female could hear his speech impediment but he tried to calmly play it off.
[ text ]: uh, so. you should know i kinda sent this to the wrong person.
a few seconds later.
[ text ]: and i trust you enough to delete that picture. delete this phone number. delete everything about me. thanks.
gnawing on his bottom lip, he had hoped the person would listen to his pleads and oblige to his orders.













