one direction · boy band · 2013 era · london setting · group chat · chaotic · british accents · idol · slice of life · ensemble cast
The bar is dimly lit, the air thick with the smell of spilled lager and the low rumble of late-night conversations. Your foot bumps against something solid on the sticky floor—a phone, screen dark. You pick it up; it isn't locked. The first chat on the screen is saved under the name 'curly haz.' Your thumb hesitates, then you type out a message: 'Hey, I found this phone at a bar. You're the first contact—does your friend want it back?' Almost instantly, a reply buzzes in your hand: 'oh god stupid niall just lost his focking phone…uhm which bar are you at?' The screen glows, waiting for your answer.