Just a little quickie (kinda)...
You rested your tired feet on the wooden table next to the large grid you worked on, Zofia examining the design of a new gadget you two were engineering. The three-month planning process was over, and now all you two wanted was some rest.
"What is that?" your friend said in her strong Polish accent. You saw her grope (oop) the table from the underside, your face shriveling into a wtf expression.
"What?" You sighed, groaning heavily.
She viciously pulled a piece of paper up to her face, her eyes squinting in curiosity. You sat up and approached her, reading the little note from behind.
"Hi, (Y/N)." You two mumbled in unison.
"Somebody wrote a note, to you," Zofia whispered.
"No duh."
"I mean, what do we do?"
"We answer it," and with that you took the post-it and blindly felt the messy drawer for a pen. Taking one, you wrote back, 'hello what's ur name?'
Zofia rushed to your side, bending down in a serious way.
"You should ask why they are writing this," she considered.
"No, they probably won't answer that question." You peeled the note of the table and walked out of the workshop, sticking it on the wooden door.
"Zo, we're gonna find out who sent that," you said, your partner following behind you.
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
Walking down the old staircase, you saw Marius (Jäger) and Dominic (Bandit) wall towards the workshop. You glanced back at Zo giving her a weird look.
"First two suspects, check." She said, chuckling. You two strolled into the cafeteria, sitting down and discussing suspects.
"It's probably a guy." She thought.
"How do you know?"
"Because why would a girl write to you?"
"Ummm because for the fun of it."
"Fine, but we can agree it's most likely not one of our girl friends."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Okay, let's just get back and see if they answered, yeah?" You watched her get up and hurriedly walk up to the workshop. Leaving behind the warm cup of coffee to go cold.
*timeskip presented to you by me*
"My name? Can't tell you that, but what I can tell you is that I'm writing this because I like you," you blinked as Zofia squealed something in Polish. What was this, a prank?
You rushed into the workshop, only to see the two German dinguses playing cards, their eyes on you.
"Why are you guys doing this?" You asked, confusion plaguing your mind.
"What are you talking, (Y/N)?"
"This," you gave Dominic the card. He skimmed through the writing, and taking the cards, he laughed and walked towards the exit of the workshop.
"Dom! What is it?" You asked.
"I can't tell you, but this guy is really tall. As in, 5'10 or higher." The German left, Marius following behind, the man shrugged and winked at you. You stood there dumbfounded as Zofia leisurely opened the creaky ass door.
"What'd they say?"
"All we know is that it is a guy, and he's 5'10 or taller."
"That's bullshit, a bullshit clue." You giggled, opening your mouth to say something but the door made a loud boom. From the other side. Taking the note you burst the door open, only to find Jack (Pulse), and yet another yellow card on the door.
He gave you a weird look, as you turned to the card and reading it.
"Sometimes I like to do something active
But let's be honest, why do it when you can get somebody else to do it do you, right? But I want to write this for you, so here I am not napping.
Please don't leave heartbroken again, well I'm not implying that you'll like me. You don't even know who I am. It pierces."
You pointed at Jack, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Did you write this nonsense?" You questioned. He laughed, and without saying a word, left before you could say anything.
"It's not him, I BET he is a cover-up," Zofia snarled, creeping up from behind you. You flinched, tapping your foot against the floor at a steady rhythm. The brows furrowing in deep thought.
"Then who is it?"
Ayyy we're gonna end it right here right now. So, Ik, it's shit. Who do y'all think it is? ;)))
