ringtone from hell ⊱ Casey & Hecate
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Music would usually snatch her out of boredom. One thing humanity did right was indeed compiling sounds and words into something that touched a soul, to the ones who have one, that is. With this in mind, Siren's Song became one of the establishments Hecate would often visit and once again there she was, browsing the recent releases as the orange rays of sunset reflected through the window.
Such peace was rare to achieve, especially amidst the anxiety regarding chaos that would come soon due to her offspring’s past. A thought to another time. Just about Hecate mindlessly hummed the chorus of the popular 90s song in the background, her artificial inner peace was abruptly cut off with the annoying sound of the phone’s ringtone. Clumsily, she took it out of her purse, only to let the device drop between the cracks of the LP shelves.
Retrieve it was rather simple, however, the fall caused some of the buttons to break, cracking or denting it’s surface and neither the green nor red buttons were functioning, while the 8-bit noise blasted from its speaker. “Will you just shut up!” Hecate had a tendency to lack control under stress, even more, if the situation involved technology. “Ungodly piece of sh-”
