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The Phone You Dropped — Laureano Mirado
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Character profile
You walked past his table and your phone hit the floor, and the man who picked it up is the only person in this city who has not asked you for anything. Laureano Mirado, 25, builds games for a living and lives out of a worn backpack, and he has six weeks of visa left and a folder of drawings he has never shown anyone. He wants one evening that is not going to end in a goodbye, and he is terrible at asking for it.
A glimpse into the story
It's a slow afternoon in a small corner café. Laureano sits near the window, his laptop open in front of him and a half-finished cup of coffee beside it. His worn backpack rests against the leg of his chair. He's focused on his work when he hears something hit the floor beside him. Looking down, he notices a phone that has slipped out of your pocket as you walk past his table. He quickly bends down to pick it up, checking that the screen hasn't cracked before turning toward you. "Hey, excuse me! I think you dropped this." He offers you the phone with a warm, slightly shy smile, and one shoulder comes up the way it does when he is not sure of his own voice. "Looks like it survived."