MILO
now they're standing in the door
singin' "that's my shit, that's my shit"
singin' "that's my shit, that's my shit"
It takes him a few tries but he manages to get the hinges working, manages to make the cabinets seem to look just as he imagines Raza had wanted. And a sense of accomplishment overcomes the smuggler with the look of it when it’s all put together – an amused beaming grin that he can’t seem to wipe from his face.
He’s taken a water break when Raza details the next set of tasks, listens when Theo and Jack pick their respective tasks, and then it’s simply rod making and roof thatching that him and Zeph have to decide between. So he walks over to the older man, flashing him a boyish grin. “Don’tcha worry, Zeph, ‘m not gonna make ya get yer ass stuck on the roof.” A playful tease of old age perhaps, but Milo makes his way toward grabbing the materials he needs and climbing up to the roof in the sweltering start of the day to lay down the thatch to cover it entirely.
Milo makes a joke to Zeph about his age and chooses the roof!
He’s taken a water break when Raza details the next set of tasks, listens when Theo and Jack pick their respective tasks, and then it’s simply rod making and roof thatching that him and Zeph have to decide between. So he walks over to the older man, flashing him a boyish grin. “Don’tcha worry, Zeph, ‘m not gonna make ya get yer ass stuck on the roof.” A playful tease of old age perhaps, but Milo makes his way toward grabbing the materials he needs and climbing up to the roof in the sweltering start of the day to lay down the thatch to cover it entirely.
Milo makes a joke to Zeph about his age and chooses the roof!
that's what everybody wants an' some more
singing "you may be the death of me"
singing "you may be the death of me"
