Mika picked up the phone, a small smile tugging at his lips despite his confusion about why Nadia would be calling at this hour.
"What's up, Nadia?" He said, his voice light and teasing. "I wasn't expecting you to call me."
"Don't you usually prefer messages? You know, since whenever you speak on the phone in that monotone voice of yours, the other recipient can't understand if you're happy or sad or angry at all."
"It becomes this whole big issue. So you send messages with a ton of emojis to show your expression. Or at least a video call."
He leaned against a nearby lamppost, getting comfortable.
"So what's with the actual phone call? Did the emoji keyboard break or something?"
For a moment, there was silence on the other end.
Then—a voice.
Emotionless. Chill. Flat.
And yet, somehow, carrying a hint of warmth underneath.
"Right now, I can't exactly video call you, Mika. I'm in another realm. The connection for actual video calls still needs some updates on this side."
