Both Sides of the Coin

every time i think i've finally made it, i learn i'm farther away than i have ever been before

When he finished he leaned back on his heels, sighing. He could feel the exhaustion set in his shoulders, and he did not have any energy to keep his point persistent. She could do whatever she pleased, sleep wherever she wanted. He rubbed his cheeks and scratched at his beard some. "We need to make sure to keep the fire stoked up and warm. I'm pretty used to just sleeping a few hours and coming to check it anyway. It's a habit I don't think I'll ever break. But if you're awake, you can add to it, too." He stood up. He knew that the blankets in his room would be ice cold because of the broken window. He would need to use some of the ones that he had always kept stuffed under the couch.

Taking the canvas, Noah also grabbed a few nails from a jar and a hammer from his work table. He set to hammering the canvas over his door, rather than hanging it in the second bedroom to cover the crack. If she was sleeping in the main room, like him, then the canvas just needed to keep the cold from his room from seeping out. Once it was nailed in, the took the rest and shoved it into the crack under the door as much as he could. When he turned back to her, his eyes were drooping some with the feeling of tiredness. "We should sleep; you're right about tomorrow." He walked over to the couch and pulled blankets out, taking them and shaking them out and placing them on the couch. "Stay warm, Delphine." He meant the statement, no matter the implications.

-FINISHED.

NOAH