Abaranger - A4 || Thursday Evening

[notafairmaiden]

Gwynn had been hanging out in the cabin and while she heard other people singing, she had had no desire to do so and thus thought she was safe from this round of Fandom weirdness. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed and decided that she should call her boyfriend since she hadn't talked to Conner in awhile.

After all, it's not like the singing gods of Fandom could affect a simple telephone call, right?

She reached for her cell and dialed the familiar number.

[[OOC: For a phone call but can be overheard and seen]]