Shalbie
listened to the repairman’s story but got lost once he began to go on
about cars and technological stuff the shadow knew nothing about. Sure
they story did have some sense of logic here and there but his friend
had mixed it with what the common non magical beings of Hyrule
referred to as mumbo jumbo. “Nice story there my friend.” Shalbie said
as he reached for the repairman’s glass of milk. “But it seems that
you’ve had about enough of this tasty drink, you’d be better off eating
something, so I’ll let you choose, you want to eat here or go to a new
place?”
“I m-mean, I guess we could go somewhere else,” the Repairman
managed, taking one last drink. “..You have any s-suggestions?”
He was having trouble keeping his form, what little there was. The fact that he nearly fell flat on his face climbing out of the seat didn’t help. He swayed, reaching out for support.
Despite all this, he was getting about ready to ramble on again.
“…So…” he slurred, “Did you ever hear of that thing that happened at Epcott…? Funny story, that…”
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