I'm a bad influence
To her credit, Maeve tries her absolute best to handle it on her own. She really does. Except she's still sore from her little ordeal in the Feverlands. So where she might have just been mediocre before she's doing pretty poorly. Maeve winces as another splinter drives into her palm and she hisses, setting the board down to dig out the splinter. She glances over her shoulder quickly at the others to see how they were doing. It's only then that she sees that Aurelia is there too. Maeve gives her a shy smile, "Hey.. Do you think you could give me a hand with this, Aurelia? I'm having a bit of a rough go at it." She motions to the boards and the door, a faint flush on her cheeks.
Maeve turns to evaluate the door again, trying to figure out what exactly she was doing wrong here. Boards one, Maeve zero.
Maeve turns to evaluate the door again, trying to figure out what exactly she was doing wrong here. Boards one, Maeve zero.
but damn I'm fun
Maeve
