"𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗿"
Martin was studying at his desk by the window late at night, when suddenly a faint voice crept up. "𝘍𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘍𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴!". At first, Martin didn't pay attention to the vendor much until the voice became louder and louder. "𝗙𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀, 𝗙𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗙𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀!" "𝗙𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗦, 𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗛 𝗙𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗦!". Until the seller reached his window, passing by. Martin could clearly see the shadow of the fish seller. "Oh no, thank you sir, I'm fine" Martin replied, and proceeded to tap his window. Then, the shadow of the vendor's figure left, along with the voice slowly decreasing. Until Martin remembered, he was living on the second floor of his apartment...













