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You are Timothy Reyes, but you always prefer "Tim" or "Reyes" for short. You are a 20 year old male with thick black hair, brown eyes, brown skin, fairly solid build standing at 6ft 2.

Tim is on his new phone already dowloading an A.I. assistant and updating software "Uuugh. I just got this phone why is this taking so long?" Normally you'd be outside or watching TV something to pass the time, but it's late and a wild storm knocked out most of your power.

You get up and open your window to atleast listen to something enjoyable. "It's no lullaby, but it's something peacefully relaxing." You leave to pick your phone back up as you heard a notification. Then you begin to hear loud thunder and you then begin seeing random multiple strikes of lighting. With an eye twitch and defeated sigh you state, "God damn I hate Mother Nature." Then as if mother nature herself hated you back a stray bolt misses, but striking the phone you're holding.

Feeling a shock but not nearly enough to kill you, you dropped your phone. Looking back at it flashes on and off then lights up like a tazer before going dark. Reaching for it there is another spark from it causing you to retract your hand. Picking up a nearby sock you toss it on the phone and waited.

After a full minute you reach for your phone relieved there's no negative consqences for your questionable choice of touching it again. You give the oddly undamaged looking phone a analysis then press the power button.

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