every time i think i've finally made it, i learn i'm farther away than i have ever been before
He inspected the damage. Thankfully, it was just as she said: it could be repaired tonight. Turning to gather tools, he shrugged a little at her. "As best you can. My brother will understand that things are a little out of order after what happened." At least, he was sure he would be able to talk his brother down from panicking about his stuff being out of place. For as spontaneous and adventurous as the younger Olson was, he needed his constant spaces to be in order.
Moving out of the room Noah gathered the supplies he would need to repair the crack. With Halo being so unpredictable, Noah tried to keep a small arsenal of home-repair supplies at his disposal. He went back to the room and set to work. He hoped it would stay and do well for her, but if it was too cold for the spackle to set, she would be forced to sleep on the couch. "Can you check my room for damages?" He asked her over his shoulder as he worked. "And grab that canvas, too."
NOAH
