Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150321160853/@comment-3293219-20150325185243

"Good... You're better than my husband then." Arrietty smirked, rocking back and forth to get comfortable.

"He insisted that he could get our house built in a week, instead of three months. Ended up pulling his back, getting sunburned and was then laid up for ten weeks..." Arrietty replied, indignantly, sounding like it wasn't as long ago as it actually was. In reality, it was eight years ago...

"We had to go an extra ten weeks without a roof, because he didn't take a break...

Trust me, it's all well and good, pushing yourself for your friends and family? But they're usually the ones that end up rubbing the creams and ointments in, after you're done." She said, pausing to scratch her head as she noticed that she was distracted for a moment. Amira started to eat the stew while looking at his scratches and bite marks. He sighed and looked at Kay.

"So... what happened while I was knocked out?"

"Erm... Well..." Arrie stalled, trying to remember...