"Dang, Anna, you really did it." Nikki admired the small office that Anna had remodeled and designed to make it her own.
"Of course, you think I was bluffing? Pfft. You think so lowly of me, Nikki."
Nikki sat on the desk, away from the computer and Anna's frame. Some of the valuable things for Anna were arranged to her liking on the table.
"Capture the Ghosters," Nikki murmured, watching her friend's eyes lit in excitement. "Are you that happy to have this?"
Anna nodded—the small space used to be nothing but damp. A few renovations changed everything and now Anna could claim that she walked her talk.
There was no turning back.
Grabbing the milkshake they passed by going to Anna's newly finished office, the two clicked their drinks like liquor.
Anna raised a toast, the smile on her face unwavering.
"To meeting our goals and achieving our plans."
