“Richie!” Cordelia beamed and walked over to him ignoring the familiar clanking behind her. She could have called him and just rambled, but where was the fun in that? Honestly, she could annoy him far better in person before her shift at the Brazen Head started. Timing her small expedition to catch him as he got home, otherwise just forget any pestering the grump monster.
“Is it true that the festival was out of this world?” Cee had to rely on her brother when it came to certain events. The cornfield had been a hard pass because her labored breaths would have became worse in such a setting. In fact she would had probably lasted an hour at best before she passed out or had to get a refill of oxygen.
The clanking became increasingly present as she bolted for him with a giggle. “I made such lousy tips, and this guy named Tom barfed all over the bar.” She let out a sigh in remembrance and shook her head slowly, “bastardo.”
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