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Heave... Ho... Heave... Aw, Forget It
Who: Loren and Paige
When: 2pm and onward
Where: Lobby and then the bar
As Loren took the last step leading downward to the ground floor, he heaved a sigh and threw his hands up into the air, as dramatic as he could be in hopes that this would drive his point home. "Okay, love, really... this 'as been loads of fun an' all, but can we please not do this anymore today? The one load is killin' me arms." The whine was said in relatively light humor, given that they had been getting on fairly well since they'd started working on this project. The aim had been to get enough bricks to the rooftop to start building a fire pit for cooking, but after just one journey to the top of the hotel, things weren't looking so hot. Loren had just about had his fill of exercise for a lifetime, and if Paige insisted on carrying more...? Well, then... he'd just go off and take a nap or something.
Anything other than what they had been doing would be better.
"Look, I'll even buy you a drink. Just please don't make me go back up there again tonight." He gave her his best pouting face, a true procrastinator at heart despite it all. Why do it themselves when there were other, bigger people lounging around that would eventually have to find something useful to do? "Don't we 'ave a furry critter runnin' around 'ere what can take care of it?" he asked, glancing around as though expecting to see this 'furry critter' he'd been speaking of. She wasn't anywhere in sight, though, and he grinned. "C'mon, then. Let's go an' raid the drinks."
When: 2pm and onward
Where: Lobby and then the bar
As Loren took the last step leading downward to the ground floor, he heaved a sigh and threw his hands up into the air, as dramatic as he could be in hopes that this would drive his point home. "Okay, love, really... this 'as been loads of fun an' all, but can we please not do this anymore today? The one load is killin' me arms." The whine was said in relatively light humor, given that they had been getting on fairly well since they'd started working on this project. The aim had been to get enough bricks to the rooftop to start building a fire pit for cooking, but after just one journey to the top of the hotel, things weren't looking so hot. Loren had just about had his fill of exercise for a lifetime, and if Paige insisted on carrying more...? Well, then... he'd just go off and take a nap or something.
Anything other than what they had been doing would be better.
"Look, I'll even buy you a drink. Just please don't make me go back up there again tonight." He gave her his best pouting face, a true procrastinator at heart despite it all. Why do it themselves when there were other, bigger people lounging around that would eventually have to find something useful to do? "Don't we 'ave a furry critter runnin' around 'ere what can take care of it?" he asked, glancing around as though expecting to see this 'furry critter' he'd been speaking of. She wasn't anywhere in sight, though, and he grinned. "C'mon, then. Let's go an' raid the drinks."
