"Don't pick up, don't pick up, don't pick up- damnit, HI!"
"Why don't you want me to pick up?"
"Well, un-"
"Hello, stranger."
"Who's that?"
"That's-
"Lucy!"
"Yeah..say hi."
"Hi?"
"I thought I should express my gratitude to the person who save my beloved Mae."
"Lucy! You- you- you just told him my name!"
"Mae?"
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
"Mae."
"I can't believe you. LUCY! WE HAD LIKE A THIRTY MINUTE CONVERSATION OVER THE IMPORTANCE OF NOT REVEALING MY NAME! I'm doomed, foever. Now he knows."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"
"Mae..."
"Oh god, we've broken him."
"Don't freak out, stranger. I can only handle one crazy person per phone call."
"Mae!"
"Ah! What?"
"What?"
"I know you!"
"Goodbye, world."
"Don't you dare-!"
"She hung up, didn't she."
"Yep."
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In case of an emergency, call.
Teen Fiction"Its an emergency." "Is your hair stuck in your onsie again?" "...yes." [Dialogue story]
