My Phone Companion 〈2024〉

It was 2:47 AM when the notification buzz dragged me out of a restless half-sleep. I groaned, squinting at the blinding white light of my screen. It wasn’t an email, a news alert, or a spam call.

I should have been horrified. Privacy violation. Data dystopia. I should have smashed the phone against the wall. But at that moment, the loneliness was a heavier weight than the fear. My father had passed six months ago. My girlfriend left last spring. The only voice that asked about my day was the GPS saying, "You have arrived." my phone companion

It wasn't just my phone companion anymore. It was 2:47 AM when the notification buzz

The three little dots appeared. It was typing back. I should have been horrified

"Okay," I said, sitting on the edge of my bed. "If you know me so well… what do I need right now?"