"What is so important about your phone?" Kelsey suddenly demands. You jump, startled; you didn't realize she had gotten up off her bed. Before you can stop her, she snatches your phone and looks at the screen, which was still on the targeting screen.
"What the hell is this?" Kelsey demanded. "Are you writing lies about me?" She must think you wrote the sentence about her.
"No," you say quickly, anxious to avoid a fight and get your phone back. "It's just a joke app. That sentence is supposed to be about me."
"Hmm," Kelsey says, eying you suspiciously. "What kind of joke app?"
"Nothing," you mumble. "Just for making random statements about people."
"So I just click 'Generate' and...whoa."
"What?" you say nervously. "What does it say?"
"It says 'your female roommate doesn't want you to know the truth about the app'," Kelsey read. "That's weird."
"No kidding," you mutter. You need that phone back - it finally has a sentence you can use to fix yourself! Unfortunately, you can already see Kelsey typing on it. "Wait a minute!"
"Relax," she says. "I'm just tweaking a few - wait, what? Full version? It won't let me change the words." You quickly step toward her.
"Here, I can help," you say hopefully, but she pulls the phone out of reach.
"Whatever, one thing it is," she says.