Such mishaps would normally not bother him, would normally muster nothing more than an easy smile and a laugh at himself. He stepped back, out of the way of the crumbling timber frame, exhaling a long breath in annoyance and irritation.
He would persist, eventually. For a moment, he would just scowl at the pile of uncooperative wood, as if his bad mood could convince it to jump up on its own and form into what he needed.
Then, he forced himself to refocus, to ignore the activities of the others around him, and to try again - taking more care this time, going slower, double checking his measurements before fixing pieces together, and discarding the pieces that were now too damaged to use.
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Chuy tries again, focussing on getting the foundation of the frame right this time.
He would persist, eventually. For a moment, he would just scowl at the pile of uncooperative wood, as if his bad mood could convince it to jump up on its own and form into what he needed.
Then, he forced himself to refocus, to ignore the activities of the others around him, and to try again - taking more care this time, going slower, double checking his measurements before fixing pieces together, and discarding the pieces that were now too damaged to use.
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Chuy tries again, focussing on getting the foundation of the frame right this time.
