When Oscar's face finally appeared on her laptop screen, Evelyn was met with his signature wide-eyed look of horror.
As if he had just realized someone had discovered his true identity as one of the most powerful hackers in the world.
"Eve?"
His voice slightly rose.
"It's midnight. Why are you calling me? Don't tell me you're drunk...wait, no, you don't drink. Then what is it? Did you want to add fire to that old bastard news?"
Evelyn let out a soft laugh despite her heavy chest.
Of course, Oscar had to dramatize everything.
"No fires. Not tonight."
He leaned in closer to the camera, squinting at her.
"Midnight. Dark circles. Hair messy. The face looks… hmm, not exactly radiant. Yes, this is definitely an emergency. Oh, no way! Did you finally have a cat fight with Axel Knight?"
Evelyn rolled her eyes.
"Stop analyzing me..." Evelyn pressed her lips together, choosing her words carefully. "I need you to do something. This can't wait."
Oscar's frown deepened.
