Is That You, Chrissy?

Alexa walked out of the bathroom, feeling and looking refreshed after a quick shower. As she put her underwear on, she saw her phone on top of her dresser blinking. She picked it up casually and continued with her task with her undies.

With one hand drying her hair, the other held the phone, swiping the screen to check who called her. She looked disinterested at the numbers while continuing drying her hair. She slid her finger on the screen to scroll down the messages and see the caller's names.

"Hmm, Daniel, Andrea, Ria, and what's this? I don't know this number? I wonder?" She contemplated whether she should call the number back. "It' could be necessary, but then... It could be a wrong number or a scum. What should I do?"

She bit her lower lip while staring at her phone; then it lit up for an incoming call. It's Daniel. She sweetly smiled as she punched the answer button and sat in front of the vanity.