AISHA
first you're my predator then you're my prey
The painting outside went along great, but Aisha hit a problem in her sorting. Her overly organizational mind had her meticulous, she may not be an artist but she liked things where they belonged. It was taking her longer than it should've to get things where she wanted them, and then a ball of twine unraveled and twisted up in some of the cloths. As it rolled down from where it had been set neatly, it took with it some other things, and her arts and tools piles meshed together.
"Fuck," she cursed, sitting criss cross to start untangling the twine. Soon enough the others had finished, come back inside to check on her work. Everything was in a piles, but they'd become a mess too quick. Amun crouched down next to her, and she gave a soft hmph, rolling the twine back over itself into a ball, "Fine, the art supplies go there, heavy duty tools over there..." she went on into explaining where things went, continuing to help as they finished up the final task.
All in all, a successful day.
Aisha helps Amun finish with the store room!
"Fuck," she cursed, sitting criss cross to start untangling the twine. Soon enough the others had finished, come back inside to check on her work. Everything was in a piles, but they'd become a mess too quick. Amun crouched down next to her, and she gave a soft hmph, rolling the twine back over itself into a ball, "Fine, the art supplies go there, heavy duty tools over there..." she went on into explaining where things went, continuing to help as they finished up the final task.
All in all, a successful day.
Aisha helps Amun finish with the store room!
give you my love and then take it away
