Dusty knew that construction on the attic bathroom was in progress - he had been up there earlier, and had gotten used to the sounds of the sledgehammers and handsaw. He didn't expect for a man-hole sized block of drywall to fall out from his ceiling, just as he was laid out in bed, considering getting down to some real relaxation.
Deon's hand, then head, popped out, and he looked down at Dusty.
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Date: 2011-05-08 09:11 pm (UTC)Deon's hand, then head, popped out, and he looked down at Dusty.
"You mad?"