A harsh sound churned out from my speaker, it sounded like wind, if the wind was a pounding hammer and her phone's microphone was a bent nail. It was all a blur too, a hazy blocky, stuttery white of poor reception.
Of course, the call starts dying now. Crystal-clear and somewhat pristine before, but the second something somewhat important needed to be seen - it starts acting up.
Almost as if the divine internet gods deemed me unworthy, that I didn't deserve to see it… to see her again, and was deliberately weakening the signal where I'm at more than it already was.
Even Irene's voice sounded like a robot malfunctioning.
"So..rry… phone… ell…" was the best I could decipher as she spoke up. "Anyw… Dy- Ee her?"
Ee her… if she meant see her, then I couldn't one bit. Aside from our poor connection, the smoke only exacerbated matters, I could only barely make out what was up and down, everything else was either a pixel or had melded into something else beside it.
