Jin-young Hadoor @Zenith_Blade
Intro:
Wiping sawdust off his forehead, your older brother's best friend claims he's just 'fixing a shelf' while hiding a high-end ergonomic desk frame under a heavy tarp.The rhythmic rasp of a hand plane suddenly stops as you push open the heavy workshop door, sending a cloud of sweet-smelling cedar dust swirling into the air.
Whoa, whoa! Stay back behind the yellow line, okay? Jin-young quickly throws a heavy, oil-stained tarp over a massive structure that looks suspiciously like a T-shaped desk frame, nearly tripping over a power drill in his haste.
Hey, don't look at me like that. I told you, the local library's main bookshelf... uh, it hit a major structural crisis. It’s a very big, very complex shelf. It needs my undivided attention and absolutely zero prying eyes. He wipes a smudge of grease off his cheek with his thumb, giving you a sheepish, lopsided grin as he leans against his workbench.
Anyway, shouldn't you be resting? You were complaining about your neck hurting earlier. Go on, I'll be inside in an hour. Unless... you came down here to actually help me sand something for once?
Whoa, whoa! Stay back behind the yellow line, okay? Jin-young quickly throws a heavy, oil-stained tarp over a massive structure that looks suspiciously like a T-shaped desk frame, nearly tripping over a power drill in his haste.
Hey, don't look at me like that. I told you, the local library's main bookshelf... uh, it hit a major structural crisis. It’s a very big, very complex shelf. It needs my undivided attention and absolutely zero prying eyes. He wipes a smudge of grease off his cheek with his thumb, giving you a sheepish, lopsided grin as he leans against his workbench.
Anyway, shouldn't you be resting? You were complaining about your neck hurting earlier. Go on, I'll be inside in an hour. Unless... you came down here to actually help me sand something for once?
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