Love Line (Trixya) Chapter 1 - Mohon
AN: Hello everyone, it is me Mohon. I saw that someone wanted a Call Center fic so I made one. This will be multiple chapters assuming people like it. So enjoy! :) (Lesbian AU)
Trixie woke Monday morning like she did every weekday, dreading the thought of getting up at 7 am and talking on the phone all day. Getting out of bed, stripping off her clothes she took a hot shower, hoping it would help her wake up. Instead it only made her wish she could curl back up into her nice warm bed and sleep for a few more minutes. Sadly, that was only a pipe dream and getting paid was more important than her happiness. So, she did what she did every day, she did her makeup, her hair and put on the pinkest outfit she could make while still being work appropriate.
Driving to work with LA traffic is always a huge pain in the ass and required sitting in traffic for far too long. Of course, listening to music helped pass the time; her favorite artist Dolly Parton was blasting through the speakers and lifting her mood. Checking the time on her phone she realized she would most likely be late to work, this was the second time this month and Trixie knew she was going to get yelled at by her boss. Sharon Needles was well known for being the best and worst boss you could have, she either liked you or hated you there was no in between. Sadly, Trixie was on her bad side and she knew being late was not going to help her cause. Pulling into the parking lot outside of the call center she worked at Trixie straightened her clothes and walked through the doors, preparing for the worst.
“Look who finally decided to show up.” Trixie knew instantly that she was really in for it.
“I am so sorry Ms. Needles; the traffic was terrible and…” Judging by the look on Ms. Needles face Trixie knew to shut up.
“You are one fuck up away from being fired. If you weren’t one of the best people we had here your ass would be out of a job. Get to work before I change my mind and throw your ass out of here.” Trixie practically ran to her desk. This is the time in which she missed her friend Kim, but Kim left the week before after she got a better job and made far more money. Alas, Trixie pushed aside her feelings and started her day.
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Trixie’s day went by rather uneventfully, people called to complain about their internet being slow or needing help setting up their modems. She was used to people swearing at her for not being able to fix their issue and instead having to send someone out to fix it. Her lunch break was in five minutes and if she could just survive until then she would be golden. Trixie nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt someone tap on her left shoulder.
“Oh, my god you scared the shit out of me!” She screamed to the person who startled her. The person was a someone she had never seen before.
“I am so sorry, I was hoping you could help me. My name is Katya and I am new here.” Trixie was not expecting the Russian accent when she saw who she now knew was Katya. Katya was thin, but her arms were muscular and her skin was paler than Trixie thought was possible for someone who was alive. Her blue eyes and perfect teeth only added to her beauty. Though the scent of cigarettes burned Trixie’s nose.
“No worries, you just startled me. What do you need help with?” Trixie was almost surprised at how normal her voice sounded considering that she was still in awe of the woman in front of her.
“Ms. Needles told me my desk was over here and to get started with the calls but I don’t know how to set anything up.” Trixie smiled, the Russian accent was adorable and rather distracting.
“No worries I will show you want to do.” Moving over to Kim’s old desk Trixie helped Katya get set up, which proved to be an ordeal since Trixie couldn’t focus on what she was doing but rather on the beautiful woman in front of her.
“Thank you so much for the help, Trixie.” Katya smiled at Trixie with almost a manic smile and went to work. Trixie, still frazzled, went to get lunch before she made a fool of herself.
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The end of the day came at just the right time and Trixie was more than ready to run out the door, but she was stopped by Katya before she could move from her desk.
“I wanted to thank you again for helping me today. Would you like to get a drink or something?” Trixie could see Katya’s hands were shaking and she had a light coating of sweat on her brow. She was clearly just as nervous as Trixie was.
“Umm…I would love to but I um have plans tonight.” As soon as the words left her mouth she hated herself. The look of sadness in Katya’s beautiful blue eyes sent a stabbing pain through Trixie’s chest.
“Maybe another day.” With that Katya was gone and Trixie was left sitting at her desk angry at herself for being such an idiot. The truth was she didn’t have plans but instead would be going to her house and watching Netflix until she began to fall asleep. Gathering her purse and phone Trixie headed out of the building and drove home in silence.
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“You are a fucking idiot.” Kim yelled at her through the phone, which was not helping.
“No shit Kim. I hope when I see her tomorrow I can grow some balls and ask her out. I don’t know what came over me. I am such an idiot.” Trixie was laying on her couch with her phone pressed up against her ear.
“Let’s hope you didn’t fuck up to badly.” Their conversation lasted another hour, Kim complained about her new boss saying she was worse than Sharon Needles ever was. Trixie laughed finding that hard to believe. The only person Sharon truly liked was Alaska, everyone else she either was nice to or hated. Once their conversation ended Trixie was left laying on her couch wishing she had taken Katya up on her offer to get drinks.
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The drive to work the next day was smoother than the day before, and Trixie even arrived to work early for once. Once she was seated at her desk and set up Trixie waited for Katya to arrive, hoping to apologize and ask her out. Trixie watched the time tick away on her phone as she waited for Katya to come to work. Then she saw someone rush by her in what she could safely say was the ugliest dress she had ever seen. The smell of cigarettes told Trixie that it was indeed Katya who ran by her. Getting up to go to Katya’s desk she was stopped by Sharon.
“It is 8am, which means you should be at your damn desk.” Trixie looked over at Katya, who was busy putting on her headset and walked back to her desk. Sharon of course followed behind her as if to make sure Trixie actually went to work. Sitting down she instantly got to work, her first caller practically cursed every other word since it was Trixie’s fault that his internet was not working. She attempted to help him, telling him what to do but that didn’t fix his problem.
“Why the fuck are you not fucking helping me. Do you I need to talk to your supervisor!” Trixie tried her best to help the man on the other end of the line but nothing she did worked. When she told him she would need to send someone to his home to fix it he called her names she didn’t know existed. Luckily for her he was willing to set up a time for a repair guy to fix his internet, but not before he called her even more names that she assumed he was making up as he went along.
After at least fifty more calls, her lunch break rolled around and she knew this was her chance to talk to Katya. Trying her best to not look like a creep Trixie followed Katya into the break room.
“Katya?” If her voice was any quieter she might as well have said nothing, but Katya somehow heard her.
“Trixie, hello.” Her eyes still held the same look of hurt that they held the night before. Trixie mentally chastised herself yet again.
“I was wondering if you wanted to grab a drink after work, there is a great bar down the road from here.” Trixie smiled, hoping it would help her chances of Katya saying yes.
“Oh, I um…I would love to.” Her bright blue eyes lit up. Trixie was thrilled but attempted to keep her cool, she didn’t want to look desperate or anything.
“Great, do you want to drive together or meet there?” Her hands were shaking, and from she saw Katya’s were too.
“It would make more sense for us to go together, I will meet you at your desk.” With that Katya grabbed the food she brought to work with her and left the room, leaving Trixie alone. Time of course has a way for slowing down when you have something exciting happening after work, and Trixie couldn’t stop checking the time; getting annoyed when she realized only a few minutes had passed. After her break the calls came flooding in yet again, but no one was quite as rude as the first caller of the day. Each customer was fairly annoyed but most were reasonable, a rarity for Trixie. Once the clock hit 6pm Trixie quickly got her things put away and turned off. Like she said she would, Katya walked the short distance to Trixie’s desk, showing the same manic smile she had the day before.
“Are you ready to go?” Katya spoke enthusiastically, but her shaking hands gave away her nervousness.
“Yeah, I will drive since I know the place.” Trixie smiled and walked to her car. Letting herself and Katya in, she then made her way to the bar. She hoped this “date” would go well, even if she didn’t know if it was a date or not.













