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Isaac was late for school. Again. Given just how late it was, he’d kind of given up on getting there on time for his first period, so he was walking slowly down the street, phone in hand to text Scott he wasn’t going to make it in time. He looked up briefly when he saw someone walk a few feet ahead of him, and suddenly, he saw something drop from the other person’s pocket. When he reached it, he noticed it was a phone, so he picked it up. “Hey, you dropped this,” he called to the other.








