Sam: oh- im samuel- nice to meet you to.
Elm: Um...
Sam: . . soo . .
Sam: what-?
Elm: Would it...be forward of me to ask you for your number...?
Sam: oh- uhm- sure- -he pulled out his phone-
Elm: T-thanks...
Sam: your welcome-
(so uh he has an old phone not ones where you can only text and call but its just an old phone- why is this important? i do not know)
(also im to lazy to come up with a phone number on the so- pretend he already gave it-)
sorry my mom needed something))
Elm punches in his number and hands the phone back
