“Oh!” Priya chirped with all the nervous energy of a bird. Fortunately, she wouldn't be calling any spirits, she thought, unaware she'd done it once before in an encounter with Alexius. Still watching the man, she started picking beneath a thumbnail, her metaphorical heart jumping when he mentioned inspecting her haunt.
“Oh,” she said again, the word jumping up high. “So uh- What do you think?”
Even then, she wasn't sure what she was asking. It was almost like she was asking the stupid simple question of what did he think of the apartment, but there had to be something he was looking for. She hadn't expected him to want to check out where she spent her unlife.
“Oh,” she said again, the word jumping up high. “So uh- What do you think?”
Even then, she wasn't sure what she was asking. It was almost like she was asking the stupid simple question of what did he think of the apartment, but there had to be something he was looking for. She hadn't expected him to want to check out where she spent her unlife.