part two: months
"I lost my phone," Paul patted his pockets as he left the hospital.
"We'll get you a new phone," George said.
"There were important things in there, y'know. Things I want to keep," Paul said. When George asked him what exactly he didn't want to lose, Paul was silent. But they were pictures, numbers and bits of song lyrics he had on his note section. (All of which, he hadn't backed up in fear it would get hacked.)
"We'll file a report with the hotel, it'll be fine," George assured him.
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