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By 4pm that afternoon, Scott had finally messaged Stephen back.

16 DECEMBER

Stephen: Hey Scott. Are you free for a call or something later? :D

Scott: soz but no Stephen :( busy doing a lotta stuff

Stephen: Oh. Never mind then. :) What are you up to?

Scott: quantum stuff and testing stuff plus I gotta check on our fav devil :(

Stephen: Oh yeah... forgot about your duties of devil-sitting.

That was one thing the casino company that had bought The Casino Mephisto building had insisted on. One of the four of them had to check on Mephisto and his prison once every month, and since Loki was in space, Stephen lived on the other end of the continent and Wanda had seemingly vanished off the face of the Earth, Scott did most of those visits.

A brainwave suddenly occurred to Stephen just then. He hurriedly typed out another message to Scott before he was off doing his stuff.

Stephen: Hey I don't suppose you've been in contact with Wanda have you?

Scott took ages to reply, as though he was in the middle of something.

Scott: um no. I haven't rlly messaged her but she hasn't replied to any that I did send. Y?

Stephen: She's been ignoring all my messages and every time I call her it goes to voicemail.

Scott: maybe u broke her phone with the overload of messages and voice mails?

Stephen: >:(

Scott: idk Stephen. I don't think u need to worry bout her tho

Stephen: I'm not worried about her! I just want to know what's up with her because she hasn't messaged for five months.

Scott: uh huh

Stephen rolled his eyes to himself. He knew what Scott was getting at here – he and Loki had an annoying habit of suggesting he and Wanda liked each other, no matter how many times they both denied it.

Stephen: Well, if you aren't free I'll let you get on with what you were doing. Am I still invited for Christmas?

Scott: yh ofc! Cant wait :D

Stephen: Great :D Bye then.

Scott: cya!

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