"Hello? Mae?"
"Hi.."
"What's up?"
"..."
"What's wrong?"
"You know who I am."
"We can talk about that later, I just-"
"We need to talk now. I don't want to continue these late night calls or whatever not knowing who you are, but you knowing me. It's weird."
"Why is it weird? You are the loud girl in my Tuesday morning class, that's all I really know."
"We have a class together??"
"...crap."
"Listen, you don't have to tell me who you are, but if I guess correctly, promise you won't lie and tell me I'm wrong?"
"I promise. And I'll make the deal even better. I'll give you a hint every day."
"I feel like Sherlock right now."
"Does that make me Watson?"
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