"Why are you not answering your phone?" David glanced at the phone on the table.
"It's Jenny, and I'm not in the mood to answer it. I will just ignore the calls until she gets tired of calling."
"Get it, I will answer it for you."
Oh, no.
You dare not.
I hastily rose from the bed and took the phone.
Already aware of who it was that has been calling me for a day now, I didn't look at the caller ID.
I just switched the phone off, and dropped it back, on the table.
"What's wrong? Why didn't you answer the call?"
"Nothing," I shrug in answer. "I just don't see any reason for that."
Answering the call meant I'm going to listen to Smith telling off on me. And I just don't have the strength to do that.
"Did you and Jenny have a misunderstanding?" He raised a brow, in question.
I slowly nodded at his questions, "it was over a trivial matter. But don't worry, we will go back as friends before you know it."