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Draper was sitting on a bench in her yard, grimacing as she worked on yet another dress design for Twinkle. She couldn’t fathom why the celebrity singer wouldn’t just take her advice and start wearing more modern clothing. Wasn’t Twinkle afraid that she, much like her taste in fashion, would go out of style? The clothes made the star, after all. The pay rate, however, was nothing Draper could complain about, nor afford to decline.
She was concentrating so hard that it took her a few seconds to notice the shadow that had passed over her clipboard. Annoyed, Draper looked up and was a little surprised to see Brick, Spring Bay’s resident carpenter. A tall and muscular penguin, he was certainly built for the job.
“What is it?” she asked him crossly. Oh, how she hated being interrupted.
Brick looked anxious, his gaze darting around, avoiding her eyes. “Oh, uh...are you busy?”
She gave him a sharp look, annoyed by the stupidity of his question. “Not anymore. You’ve broken my concentration.”
“Sorry,” he apologized. “I-I was wondering if you had time to start renovating the town hall this afternoon.”
“It is in need of an upgrade,” Draper acknowledged.
“So you’ve said before,” Brick recalled, chuckling nervously.
“I suppose I could fit it into my schedule,” she agreed.
“Great! I mean, i-it’ll be fun working with you,” Brick stammered. “See you then.”
“All right- now give me a chance to finish this design,” Draper demanded impatiently.
As Brick walked away, Draper began to think about how silly it was that he had used the word “fun” to describe the task they would be doing later. With the town hall in such a decrepit state, he would have to work even harder than usual, she was sure. Then again, one thing Draper noticed and admired about the carpenter was his perseverance and willingness to accept challenges.
She forced herself to stop thinking about Brick so she could fully concentrate on her work.