It was two o'clock in the morning. Noodle has school tomorrow. And she's reading gay fanfiction.
Her eyes felt like they could fall out at any minute, and were dryer than the meatloaf she had for lunch. Disgusting and crumbly. But the story needed her. It was almost to the climax, and just as she was certain her OTP were about to do the horizontal dance, her phone flashed black and buzzed, an unknown number scrolling across the top.
"What… the heeeeeeck." She groaned, her thumb clicking on the red button to end the call. Ah yes, back to the story. She got about two seconds of word time before the caller pestered her once again. Again, she clicked end.
But after they called two more times, she clicked answer. On accident of course, her frustration and tiredness just confused her for a bit.
"What?" she croaked into the mic.
"'Elloooo?" A man's voice on the other end. "Paula, I'm jis'… Ringin'! To letchi know… I aaaaaaaaam o'er yew-HIC!"
Noodle giggled. "I'm sorry?" she asked, unsure of what he was going on about, his slurred words and unexpected pauses making it difficult.
"Whot."
"Huh?"
"Paula, pleeeease. I know ye mind games 'n…. shet, dey ain't gon' work on-HIC meeee no more."
"I'm not Paula."
"Oh shet, whot?"
Noodle was getting slightly irked. He must be drunk.
"I'm not Paula." She repeated.
There was a pause on the line.
"Oh,"
Another pause.
"Who es dis?"
"My name is Noodle."
The man laughed, as was expected. But it still pissed her off.
"Soweh, sum cat on the-HIC telly got destroyed by mousey. I'm 2D."
"Huh?"
So he wasn't laughing about her name?
"2D!" He repeated. "Like a... A two, and then a D-"
"That's weird."
"'Ets not weird!" His voice heightened in pitch.
"Did your parents name you 2D?" Noodle asked, wondering if it was a nickname.
"...no."
"Then what-" her next question was interrupted by her father.
"Noodle?" His voice called from his room not too far from her own.
"Shit, hold on." She told '2D' and yelled back.
"Yeah?"
"Why the bloody hell are you still up?"
"Uh, Melissa was having... Period trouble?" She prayed to whoever was listening that it was believable.
"Oh... Well, tell her you have to sleep now, okay?"
Hallelujah!
"Yes, dad. Goodnight!"
"Night."
She breathed out, then remembered who she was really talking to.
"I'll text you, okay 2D?"
Honestly she was getting kind of attached to his cute accent.
"Fanks, luv." He said quietly. "Needin'-HIC someone to talk teh anyways."
Her heart cried. Poor guy.
"See you."
"Buh bye."
She hung up.
Then added him to her contacts, under '2D', and texted him.
/Hey
She started.
/how do u spel ur nam
/Noodle
/k thank
She texted him until the alarm clock signalled her to get up. She hadn't slept a wink. It was worth it.