Chapter 31 - 6.3 : The Market and The Shadow Threat
As soon as he entered his room, Al dropped himself onto the bed. Still wearing long pants and a thin T-shirt. His eyes were sleepy, his body slightly sore from last night’s patrol.
Just as he was about to pull the blanket over himself—
Tringg... Tringg...
His phone rang. Indra’s name appeared on the screen.
Al answered it with one hand while still lying down, voice groggy.
"Hello?"
Indra’s cheerful voice rang out instantly.
"You’re free this morning, right? Come with me to the fish market. I’ve got some university research to do. Just two hours."
Al clicked his tongue. "Nah. I didn’t get enough sleep."
Indra chuckled lightly, as if expecting that answer.
"My mom made some cake, you know. For you."
Al opened one eye.