Leaning her phone against a pillow, Lillian stared down at it intently, her eyes shaky as she began the call. The phone vibrated for a bit and for a minute.
And then...
It went to voicemail.
Lillian slammed her face into her mattress with a look of both despair and guilt. She rolled around and let out multiple groans that were unheard by no one but herself. Viesta seemed to have gone to meet up with the blacksmith she had hired on her blueprint.
"Aw, man..." Lillian internally cried, staring at her blank screen. She couldn't believe that her call didn't go through...
Was Marionette now ignoring her...?
Lillian's thoughts turned dark as she felt tears bottled up in her eyes. And without any trace of maturity given her mental age, she threw a tantrum like a toddler.
However, just a moment after, she felt a faint vibration course through her mattress. Her ears twitched as she listened to the tune of a call ringing from her phone.
