Her dainty nose breaths gently which reveals the gentle and quiet odor she owns. Her naturally red lips are pursed a little while working and upon a customer leaving, those lips always draw out an attractive arc, followed by a soft word “Thank you for your support.”
She wears a beautiful, unique bracelet on her right wrist, having the same patterns on the neckless around her neck. They set off her slender neck and white delicate wrist perfectly. She wraps herself in an apron, yet it cannot keep of her fine physique.
She isn’t tall, just 1. 65 meters roughly, her long, fine har was swept back in a ponytail which follows her movement behind her body gracefully, adding a touch of vitality. Her natural beauty accompanied by her passion, attracts loads of customers on daily basis.
It’s not only man that comes to her stall. But at this point, all housewives have left and went back to their homes already.
Upon hearing the male customer calling herself “Fish Beauty”, Abigail Hanson paused for a second, but the sweetness of her smile is not altered.
“Yeah, your appellation is well known among the whole market already, everyone knows that there is a beauty here selling fish. Look, that’s why we all travelled so far to this market to buy fish from you, we all wanted to have a glimpse at your beauty,” said the male customer honestly, pointing at the younger men who came along behind him.
“Oh… I see…” she flushed crimson with embarrassment and lowered her head unnaturally. It isn’t unusual for something like this to happen, but as an eighteen years old girl only, it’s just a bit hard for her to get used with. She looked bewildered and was trying very hard to grab a swimming fish, but she never succeeded.
“Is someone bullying Abigail again?!” a very loud voice said, dragging everyone’s attention over. A tall, thin man stood at the door of the stall, crossed his arms with a very hostile look.
“Everything is fine, Will,” Abigail Hanson defending oneself with her cheeks flushed.
“Really?” Will came closer to size up the men at the front of the queue,” Are you guys here to see my Abigail? She isn’t here for you lot to see.” Will went through the crowd rudely, blocking the view of those men.
“How am I supposed to continue my business like this,” Abigail Hanson whispered and dragged the corner of Will’s clothe.
“Yeah, how are we supposed to buy fish,” those men parroted unsatisfyingly.
“Here, fish!” Will took the fish from Abigail Hanson and stuffed into the man’s hand. Then he just grabbed the money from that man’s hand and said,” This is how it would work, just don’t buy it if you are not fancy!”
“You…”
“Will…”
Abigail Hanson gave an apology look to the men in the queue, but Will blocked in front of her very quickly. Abigail is his nymph, he just couldn’t stand with others peeping her.
With Abigail Hanson’s crystal-clear eyes looking into him, Will can feel himself melting. If possible, he would like to be melted by her sight.
“Fine, for the Fish Beauty’s sake, we will not bother you,” Those men were touched by Abigail Hanson’s look and decided not to bother her.
And so on, whenever Abigail Hanson killed a fish, Will delivered it to the customer and received the payment then handing it over to her. Even if it was just the changes, it was done through Will.