Winona (Part 2)

This had always been the dynamic between them. Althea was the introspective, somewhat introverted one, while Winona was the super extrovert who could talk for hours. 

Of course, even if she was gregarious, it didn't mean that she truly liked talking to the person. It was just how she was raised—to network. 

It was only with Althea that she could truly talk for hours on end, and still be filled with energy afterwards. 

"The day started like normal. I was exercising in my home gym while watching Keeping Up with The Bazoomas, as always, when the doorbell rang." 

"It was my grandma." She sneered a bit at the memory. "Yes, that grandma." Althea nodded, understanding that this was obviously the paternal grandmother Winona didn't like.

"You can imagine the torture of living with a snobbish old woman in the forest, then on a lackluster territory, then on another slightly better territory…" 

She shivered just by remembering.