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It's nicer outside than it is inside the apartment, even with a room on the first floor and all the fans running. All except one, which Verity has borrowed to make things a little nicer for Casa de Marcus & Verity.
But anyway, there's shade from the trees and a nice breeze, nothing too hard that makes working outside a pain. There's a wooden picnic table in front of the complex which Verity has taken over with tools and tubing, both copper and plastic. She had to go to a freaking pet store for the plastic, so she really hopes Marcus appreciates this, even though he never complains. I've been in hotter places, is all he says.
At the very least she has Benatar to consider.
Earbuds in, she's working on looping the copper tubing around the front grid of the fan in circles, tying it every couple inches to secure it. This better fucking work.
But anyway, there's shade from the trees and a nice breeze, nothing too hard that makes working outside a pain. There's a wooden picnic table in front of the complex which Verity has taken over with tools and tubing, both copper and plastic. She had to go to a freaking pet store for the plastic, so she really hopes Marcus appreciates this, even though he never complains. I've been in hotter places, is all he says.
At the very least she has Benatar to consider.
Earbuds in, she's working on looping the copper tubing around the front grid of the fan in circles, tying it every couple inches to secure it. This better fucking work.
