mo: I can’t find my phone. Can you call it?

me, mostly asleep: OK.

As it turns out, I”m sitting on it. The phone’s joy buzzer sends me flying 3 feet in the air, and I scream like a little girl. Apologies to little girls.

mo: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahaha

mo, putting the phone back underneath me: Could you call my phone again?

mo is funny.