Like an old wound that aches on a rainy day, his facial expressions turned sour as the buzzing of his phone continued to echo. Not once, twice, or thrice... It kept ringing like it was a call he was getting and not some stupid messages.
Zander would have given it a glance if it were the messages coming on WhatsApp. They were on Messenger! Being a bad boy with popularity and good looks, Zander received many messages via Facebook from psycho and mad stalkers who seemed to have unending interest in him.
He had many such messages unread both in his contact lists as well as in the pending messages he got from people who sent him friend requests and waited for acceptance that never really came. But this was irking. It indeed was because after every one minute his phone buzzed.
"Zany, your phone. Mumma is calling you?" Milan brought him out of his trance with her enquiry.
Mostly when his phone rang in the bedroom, it was from either of his parents who wanted him to drop Milan to them. It happened in the nights predominantly as Milan would, like tonight, wake up and visit him; and when their parents would go to have a check on her, she would not be there.
"No, it is not from mommy," he answered with a sour look as the buzzing increased.
Zander put it on silent. He was going to take a sigh of relief but then, he had his flashlight blinking every time a message came. That feature was his favorite feature until tonight.
"Then is it Lilley? He is calling you," she was into her toys, playing with her Pappi while she talked to her brother.