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ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕀

OAKES STARED at his computer screen in shock, shaking his head.

"No, I won't call her, she doesn't want to see me!" He protested.
Finn continued to slowly argue with them.

"Oakes is right though, he can't just pop out of nowhere and ask her for help,"

"Yeah, exactly!" Oakes agreed.

"But still, Oak. Our lives are in danger." Finn said finally.

"Come on, guys... Finn you can do it! You can talk to her, you can have her number." The dirty-blond boy resisted.

"No. Come on, I'll be here for you. You can call her right now. Bring her to the FaceTime if you want even."

Oakes sighed nervously, slowly giving in.

"Okay fine. I'll FaceTime her. You guys help me out though." Timothee smiled sympathetically, while they all nodded.

Oakes then began to FaceTime his ex-girlfriend. It rang for a few moments, before she finally pressed on the green button, and replied. She sighed heavily before grumpily replied. "What do you want, Oakes?"

"We need your help, Mal." Finn answered when he saw that Oakes was too nervous to reply.

"What for? Hang on a minute.. Is that Saoirse Ronan?" Saoirse nodded in delight, smiling happily.

"Yes, hi!"

"Hi! Oh my god, I love you!" Mal spoke, her mood changing from grumpy to delighted.

"Thank you, I love you too! You're Mal right? I heard so much about you!"

"Good things, I hope!"

"Of course! So we were wondering if you could help us? We heard you are a horror author and that you know a lot about ghosts."

"That is true."

"Great! Have you read anything about curses?" Timothee asked.

"Well, kinda. I don't know everything. But I think I can help with some things and research. Why curses though?"

"Well.." Oakes began, but found no words coming out of his throat.

"We're cursed." Finn deadpanned seriously.

"Or at least we think we are."

Mal thought they were joking for a moment, and gave them a smile.

"Okay, seriously. What's the real reason? Like, you guys can't just come out of nowhere and tell me that, this is a joke, right?"

"No. It's all true. We're cursed Mal, and our lives are in danger." Oakes finally replied. She glanced in his direction, and her expression turned into anger.

"Is this some kind of sick joke you're making to make me feel sorry about breaking up with you?! Are you guys in on it ?"

"No! Why would this be a joke?"

"I don't know..! You tell me!"

Mal then realized, from their serious, blank expressions, and the way they were looking at her and each other, that they were not joking.

"You guys..are serious." She said finally, calming down.

"Sorry I yelled at you like that, Oakes."

"It's okay.." He replied, giving her a small, awkward smile.

"So now, will you help us?"

She nodded guiltily, thinking for a long moment. Not to hesitate, but she thought that something about their conversation made a chill run down her spine.

"I will."

"Good. We need to discuss this tomorrow. How about your mum's restaurant?" Timothee offered.

"Sounds good."

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Imagine meeting Saoirse Ronan AND Timothee Chalamet at the same time.