Alfred imagines Matthew with his lips shaking, something similar between a smile before crying turning up on his face.”Did you miss me?”
Still no answer.
"Cool, I missed you too. You know, it can get really lonely out here by myself sometimes."
There’s a thump and a loud crash in the background, and a faded line of swearing jumbles out in Matthew’s voice. It’s takes about what seems like two thousand years for Matthew to pick the phone back up and reply back, his breathing hitching with emotions mixed between excitement and bewilderment. “Hold on- did you hang up already? Alfred-“