"Oh my, how did you manage to break it? I thought our phones from the Nether-prison were a lot tougher than that!" Nina Ashworth said, her interest piqued as she looked at Ronan.
'The phones from our Nether-prison are supposed to be super durable,' she thought. 'How could it break from a single drop? There must be a story here.'
"I just dropped it! My hand slipped!" Ronan's eyes were shifty. He turned his head away and snapped.
Nina Ashworth gave Ronan a teasing look. 'Yeah, right,' she thought with a smirk.
A glint appeared in Abigail Ashworth's eyes. "Ronan, the back of your neck is a little..."
She trailed off, leaving Ronan completely bewildered.
Her curiosity piqued, Nina Ashworth followed Abigail's gaze. A moment later, she clapped a hand over her mouth and burst out laughing. "HAHAHA! Ronan, I can't believe this happened to you!"
