Chatterbox: KYNGDOM™ Archive

"Hello, I knead help with something. "

Confushion filled me.

Who are you, and how did you get my number?"

My hands were sweaty. I never NEVER give my phone number to anyone, unless Page was playing a prank on me.

"I don't even tell close frends my name, but that's against the point."

"I heard that you are very helpful and my friend may be in a life threatening situation. Will you help me?"

I don't know this person, I don't know who it wants to help. All I know is someone's life may be on the line.

"What's in it for me?"

'"The satisfaction of helping me?"

"Lol, how can I help?"