"Hey, uh, Nellie?" Michael asked, his brows furrowed as he stared at his laptop.
"Yeah?"
"What the heck is up with this tumblr thing!? You said it was easy!"
"It is, Michael," Nellie said, rolling her eyes.
She was tweeting, trolling the fans with a picture of her and Michael at an amusement park.
"No, it's not, Nellie, math is easy, this is…this is counter-intuitive! How do you make it so people can ask? How do you even post something? This site makes no sense!"
Nellie started laughing.
"It's not funny, Nellie!"
"Not you, Mike, just me trolling the fans. Although…you know, actually, you struggling is really funny too."
"It's not!" Michael said. He wondered what she was saying to the fans. Sometimes he wished that their 'trolling' wasn't actually a joke.
"Here, let me help," Nellie said, getting up and going to lean over his shoulder. She quickly gave him a run-through of how to use tumblr. He wasn't really paying attention to how she was talking, more like to their proximity.
"Wake up, Michael."
"What? Oh, sorry…"
"That's ok, you just started to doze -"
"Wanna go out?" Michael said, his words rushing out so fast Nellie could barely understand them.
"What?"
"Uh…do you want to go out?" Michael repeated slowly, wishing he'd never said anything.
Nellie's face lit up instantly.
"Yes!" she said, giggling.
"There's only one problem," Michael said.
"What's that?"
"If we tell anyone, they'll just think we're trolling."
Fin