Once again the phone came to life with its glitchy vibrations. Hammer in one hand, the scarlet readied herself to give her phone the beating of it’s short lived life.
Amber hues scanned the floor for the pesky device for she had kicked it in the process of hunting down her weapon of choice. She came upon the mobile phone after a few moments of hunting only to flip it over with a casual flick of her toe. With quick movements she knelt over the device and with her freed digits opened the text.
Her neighbors awoke to the sound of manic screaming along with several bangs as the scarlet proceeded to smash her phone to bits out of sheer frustration. After several pops the device seemed to give up for it’s pieces scattered themselves along the floor as if to escape the hammers wrath. Even then she continued on until the light–once a signal of her phone’s livelihood– had given out completely.
“Wrong number bitch.”
She spoke breathlessly as the hammer clattered upon her floor for she had successfully tired herself. Needless to say, she wouldn’t be receiving anymore nudes.