“Hey, wait!” Shimmer called, making her way to the shop. She had never really know where it until she followed Sav one day. Looks like she was still glum. But about what?
She gave Savannah’s hair a slight ruffle, shooting her a small smile before she entered, asking “Are you… Joseph?”
“Joseph Allen, prou’ owner of th’ Huntin’ Hole. … Kiddo, wave th’ sign a bit, would ya? If y’ look all sad like this, the shop’s gonna look sad.”
Savanna’s expression didn’t even twitch as her hair was ruffled, and she only gave the sign a small, pathetic shake. “.. O-Okay ..”
“… No, ah’m really worried ‘bout her. She’s never like this. Hasn’ been eatin’ or drinkin’, or even goin’ out explorin’. It’s been two days an’ she won’ tell me what’s goin’ on.” He rubs his eyes, just then noticing how red Shimmer is, and assuming it’s a sunburn due to poor eyesight. “.. Wan’ me ta get ya some water too? Kiddo, you bet’ start drinkin’ that or I’m dockin’ yer pay.”
Shimmer’s brow furrowed in concern as she looked over at Savannah. She let out a sigh, running a hand through her hair. “Well, you know just as much as I do. She won’t tell me anything. And a small bottle of Jack of you got it.”
She moved over to where Savannah was sitting, and she gently tapped her on the side, saying “Ok, scoot over squirt, I’m sitting next to ya now.”
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