AISHA
first you're my predator then you're my prey
Amun passed her the hammer from the freshly built shelving, and Aisha blew a little kiss of thanks before hurrying back off to finish her own task. Getting the nails into the wood and wall behind it wasn't necessarily the hard part, the woman certainly had the brawn, it was the keeping the nails steady while she hammered. The final product was a bit crooked and crude, but quite literally nothing a wardrobe or other furnishing couldn't cover up.
So she smiled and moved on, the mouse problem out of sight and mind for now she returned to sorting, piling up the rest of the junk to be removed and starting to sift through the salvageable, placing goods in separate piles to be put away once she'd finished organizing. Halfway through her work she heard a voice, turning around to see the freckled face of a relatively new friend. He asked about a paint brush, or roller, and with a nod she sifted through a pile that she'd mentally noted as the 'arts and crafts pile' before pulling out a wide brush.
"This do?" she asked, handing it over with a grin.
Aisha sorts the rest of the trash out and starts organizing the good materials into piles (and gives henry a brush)
So she smiled and moved on, the mouse problem out of sight and mind for now she returned to sorting, piling up the rest of the junk to be removed and starting to sift through the salvageable, placing goods in separate piles to be put away once she'd finished organizing. Halfway through her work she heard a voice, turning around to see the freckled face of a relatively new friend. He asked about a paint brush, or roller, and with a nod she sifted through a pile that she'd mentally noted as the 'arts and crafts pile' before pulling out a wide brush.
"This do?" she asked, handing it over with a grin.
Aisha sorts the rest of the trash out and starts organizing the good materials into piles (and gives henry a brush)
give you my love and then take it away
