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skeletonkeay
Point of contact for Pumpkin Hollow. Gerry can be reached by phone, mail, or a visit to his shop during business hours. Pinhole Printing and Binding is open from 11am to 6pm every day except Tuesday, because fuck Tuesday, or unless Gerry deigns otherwise.
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Date: 2025-03-25 03:16 pm (UTC)Time and effort better allotted elsewhere. What use is training a muscle she can't see? Half the pleasure of a hard day's work in the field comes after, in micro-torn muscles and skin tacky with sweat. In the ache down her legs and feet, and in the bruises she's sustained from her efforts. In black eyes and busted lips. In knuckles turned purple. The body pushed to its limit. A win.
If she could drive her fist into the ugly mirages that surround her, maybe she'd be more willing.
Maybe.
For now, Carolina pitches her back against the seat, crossed arms, disappointed but not surprised by the answer he gives her. The single word is proceeded by a long, chary silence.
She stands.
"I'll make sure to come find you when I'm ready for my nature retreat. We can therapize each other."
Aaaand that's a wrap!
Date: 2025-03-29 08:37 pm (UTC)With a shrug, he hops off the counter, keen to get back to work with the departure of his guest.
"In any case, like it or not, you're part of the community now. So if you need intel, that's me. Let me know if you need anything."
And with that, he plonks down unceremoniously into his workshop chair and begins stitching the spine of an unfinished book, boots kicked up on his desk. There is a certain release of pressure that comes with his eyes leaving her.