"Hey Shane Winchester, are you having a teenage girl moment? Look around, it's all 16 or 17-year-old girls here, where do you see a grown man buying a whole basket of wishing coins."
Shane Winchester glanced at her lightly, "I'm afraid the goddess of dreams has a bad memory, so I repeat multiple times so she won't forget."
Keira Leaf's eye twitched again as she imagined that scene in her head.
Probably the goddess of dreams would be driven crazy, listening to one wish, it's Shane Winchester's, listening to another, still Shane Winchester's, listening for a whole day, damn it, her ears must develop calluses...
Keira Leaf thought, if the goddess of dreams were alive, she would definitely jump up and slap Shane Winchester on the face, shouting angrily: "I've been listening all day, aren't you done yet!"
Keira Leaf resigned herself to stand beside him as the basket-holder for over an hour, until the basket of wishing coins was finally near empty.
