[Sheryl heaves a sigh for a moment once the commotion as died off, but her shoulders tense up a little because...]
A banshee?
[They are off to a great start — or not. She rests her hands on both hips, a very stern expression upon her features, her eyes narrowing into slits. Thankfully at least she's not screaming her head off anymore.]
Could you care to correct that? I think you should.
no subject
A banshee?
[They are off to a great start — or not. She rests her hands on both hips, a very stern expression upon her features, her eyes narrowing into slits. Thankfully at least she's not screaming her head off anymore.]
Could you care to correct that? I think you should.