[PQ] building castles out of dirt

lately i've been leaning on what she swears is a feeling

“’Course I did! I promised I would.” She chimes cheerily to Theea. Relief swells in the recesses of her chest where the thought of awkwardness might live while having to work alongside Flora (and her dads) and this handsome stranger. Though the young attuned is pleased to find that there isn’t anything at all. So her smile sits easier as she cups the cider and draws in close, listening to the instructions.

Scanning the options as they’re pointed at and listed, she waits to see what’s left before she chimes her own response. “Guess that leaves me for the palm fronds.” She hums, accepting it gracefully before downing the warm cider and sets the cup off to the side and out of the way of all their work. She steps over to snag a broom to help the work go quicker before she decides on the best way to get onto the roof.

She isn’t exactly tall, so getting up there proves to be a bit more of a challenge, so she flashes an apologetic smile toward Theea and Damien as she climbs up on the railing of the porch they’re reinforcing and tosses the broom up on top of the roof. “Sorry in advance. Don’t have a flyin’ shift yet.” Tipping them both a wink, she stands on the edge of the rail and reaches up to snag the lip of the roof (mindful of any gutters) before she hauls herself up.

And after that, she starts shoving the palm fronds off the surface of the roof with the broom she’d put up there.

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Caly takes on the palm fronds!

Calypso

but she don't believe in mistakes