Nien sat at the bar, taking her last shot before heading home for the night, she forgot where she left her phone.

Nien looked around a bit and saw hers on the counter, she took it without thinking twice and went to her Uber.

The next morning she awoke with a text saying:

???: ‘Hey, I think you have my phone and I have yours!’

Nien looked at the phone, the lockscreen and realized that phone wasn’t hers.