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"𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 just talk into this?" Maisie asked, pointing towards the microphone on the desk in front of her.
She was about to talk to Will for the first time, and Technoblade was explaining how everything worked.
"Yep! And if you feel like it, you can press the red button to hang up." he said, softening his tone towards the end of his sentence.
"Gotcha." she said before knitting her eyebrows together. "Wait, isn't it like three in the morning for him?"
Technoblade shrugged. "Yeah. But he's awake, trust me."
"Oh, okay. I'm calling him now." Maisie declared, hovering the cursor over the call button.
"Woah woah woah, slow your roll! We have to ask him first." Techno chuckled, typing in a quick message to the other man.
When he responded, Techno gave her the 'go ahead' signal. She brought the mouse back over to the call button, sucked in a breath, and clicked.
The melodic ringing sounded through Maisie's ears for a solid five seconds. During these five seconds, she began to rethink her decisions up to this point. Why had she suddenly been so confident? What if she said something weird? What if she made Techno look bad on accident? Oh gosh, she should just hang up now and-
"Hello?"
She gulped. He answered.
"Hey." she said sheepishly.
"Maisie!" he exclaimed, taking the girl by surprise. She smiled nonetheless.
"Hey!" she said again, shakily trying to match his tone. "How are you?"
