on the low, i get vertigo from body overdose
Flora’s miming breaks through the sweat and hard work that Thorn is also putting in, granting him a moment to snicker at the display with a quiet huff of same, babe that he can’t quite keep to himself. Lunch, however, is the boon that distracts him and gives him enough of a mental break that he realizes the work they’re doing is very nearly reaching an endpoint. At least for now.
Groaning very dramatically in agreement with Flora, Thorn hops out of the wagon to go and collect the rake. “Not t’mention it would’ve been heavy and just shitty sludge to haul all over.” And Thorn’s already sore, so he doesn’t need more of a reason to feel like his arms are more on fire.
He doesn’t personally know if duck asses are flat, so he’s content to see if Colt comments on the murmur of Flora or if it becomes a rhetorical question as he begins to rake the dirt evenly, pausing now and then to wipe the sweat from his forehead and temples.
Thorn rakes!
Groaning very dramatically in agreement with Flora, Thorn hops out of the wagon to go and collect the rake. “Not t’mention it would’ve been heavy and just shitty sludge to haul all over.” And Thorn’s already sore, so he doesn’t need more of a reason to feel like his arms are more on fire.
He doesn’t personally know if duck asses are flat, so he’s content to see if Colt comments on the murmur of Flora or if it becomes a rhetorical question as he begins to rake the dirt evenly, pausing now and then to wipe the sweat from his forehead and temples.
Thorn rakes!
Hawthorn
so tell me your name and tell me your problems, i got the same
