My brain refuses.
I hear a cell phone SMS from my bag. For a long time in it, I can't find the phone and I conclude that I forgot it in the salon.
I am looking for a home, I call the salon, I said there the phone you left, please look.
Shurushurush
You know, we can’t find him, but now we’ll call you.
I finally find a cell phone, take a phone.
Have you found my phone?