Work Text:
you get the email yet
I have yet to check my inbox. Perhaps it will be there.
Taco set her phone on her desk after replying to Microphone's text. She opened her computer and logged in with her fingerprint.
did you check it?
Taco sighed affectionately; Mic could be impatient sometimes.
I was about to. Have patience, love.
Taco clicked Gmail and opened her recents folder.
She couldn't belive it.
One invitation to join the Archive of Our Own.
I got the invitation!
yippee! whats your user gonna be?
BritishTirade. Can you tell i have thought about this a lot?