Cellphones in Bed His Hers

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Cellphones. My boyfriend and I are compatible because we love them. We are on our phones all the time, together. Is that right?

Modern women cannot imagine marrying a man chosen by parents. That is what happened in England and ‘new money’ America because family fortunes were secured through children. There are some societies where arranged marriages are still the norm but in general, people are attracted to each other for different reasons.

How about having something in common? That still works. That’s why there are famous tennis couples, figure skating couples, cycling couples, met in church couples and cellphone couples. I don’t mean those that met on Instagram, Face and internet dating platforms.

I mean couples that love the cellphone body and soul. The man doesn’t complain she’s always scrolling up and down her phone. She also doesn’t hassle him about the time he spends on his. In fact, they share notes. She sees a funny Tik Tok video and passes the phone to her darling, because they have the same sense of humour. The cellphone is their breakfast lunch and dinner. There’s total silence at the breakfast table except for slurping coffee and speed skating the fork and knife, on the plate. In the evening they decide to spend ‘quality time’ watching TV, but end up glued to their phones.

Cellphone couples look so cute in restaurants, punching their devices between the soup, main course and dessert. They also love music. That’s why they don’t go to concerts that do not allow recording the performance. They prefer big arena concerts where cellphones are raised like books on library top shelves. Cellphone couples love their devices so much, they hate the night because it comes with certain responsibilities. They take care of them quickly, then he lies back on his pillow and she on hers, and scroll their beloved phones again. And they lived happily every after.

Nonqaba waka Msimang

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