
Andralyn was laughing as she answered the call, the hum of life behind her jovial and drunk.
"Ah Miss Zhavi," she cooed, "regale me with your tales of fishing."
There was a swat, a laugh, and a chair being pulled out, "What can I do for you?"
A door creaked open and shut, quieting down the ambient noise.
"Ah Miss Zhavi," she cooed, "regale me with your tales of fishing."
There was a swat, a laugh, and a chair being pulled out, "What can I do for you?"
A door creaked open and shut, quieting down the ambient noise.