Andy's POV
Ash had suggested we take a little break and eat our food, before it gets completely cold. I suggested we microwaved it a little, and here we are right now, in the kitchen, waiting for our foods to be heated up.
Ash was leaving against the clinger with his elbows raising him up from the counter as he typed away on his phone, while I was standing a few feet away from the counter, doing nothing but trying to think of how I was going to bring up the voice recording if Ash doesn't do it. A part of me had slightly wondered if I was sure that Ash had indeed listened to it, or if he hadn't gotten to listen to it before I had deleted it. I shoved that thought out of my head and reminded myself that the kind of version that Asg made use of, was the kind that can effortlessly bring back deleted stuff.
