05-17-2018, 06:49 PM
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Bastille didn't bother to mention that he'd let the air press lightly against the bottom of Hazel's bucket as they walked back, subtly lifting some of the weight for her. She'd just seemed so stubbornly determined to carry on and break her neck dragging the damned thing around, and besides -- was he going to admit to helping her? Nope. That was his business, thanks, and she would probably just be displeased that she hadn't done it all on her own. As it was, the bengal looked vaguely amused as he sauntered after her with his handful of pink, grey, and white hues of glass. Clearly, he'd barely collected enough, but he didn't seem bothered.
"You can always help me put mine together," he told Margy as he settled between her and Hazel, eyeing the cardboard dubiously. He wasn't exactly the most artistically inclined, and while this didn't seem to require much skill (it wasn't like he was going to be making a design or anything), he also didn't really care if he made his own or not.
"You can always help me put mine together," he told Margy as he settled between her and Hazel, eyeing the cardboard dubiously. He wasn't exactly the most artistically inclined, and while this didn't seem to require much skill (it wasn't like he was going to be making a design or anything), he also didn't really care if he made his own or not.
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