Fumble, fumble, fumble, and then crack.
"(Y/N), I don't understand. Why would they name a device after a fruit?" Steve scrunched up his nose, staring at the floor, "and why is it bitten? Has someone used it before I bought it?"
Your eyes were as wide as you could get them to be, staring at the now lying-on-the-ceramic-floor iPhone with its screen facing down. "Did- did you just drop your phone?"
"Yeah, it slipped."
You bristled. "And you're that calm about it."
Steve raised an eyebrow at you, bending down to pick up his phone. Surprise, surprise. The front screen was identical to a cobweb. He looked at the screen, then looked at you, and you looked at him. And he looked at you, and you looked at him. And he looked at you, and you looked at him. The silence was too loud.
"L."
"What? Ell?" Steve shot you a confused look as you walked away, looking kind of dumb with your finger and your thumb in the shape of an L on your forehead. "You didn't even answer my questions."
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Thor
(Online)
I still don't understand
how to use this phone.
Honestly, same.
•••
A/N: is this apple slander? idk
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