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manitousprings2017-07-26 06:15 pm
lupinedrifter) wrote in manitousprings2017-07-26 06:15 pm
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Week One: Manly Man Times
When: The first week in Manitou Springs
Where: The garage
Who: Open!
Okay so, being stuck in one place in a house with a bunch of strangers isn't exactly Randall's idea of a good time.
Sure, he likes meeting new people. But being stuck in the same place with them, having to form actual bonds and relationships? To say he doesn't have much experience there is vastly understating things.
At least there's plenty to keep him busy. Doing a good solid patrol of their grounds was his first priority - putting up markers for humans and wolves alike. Then there was game to catch, and a firepit to build out back for cooking. He was half-way through starting construction on a smoker when he remembered the old beat-up generator they'd seen in the garage.
Right. Electricity. With the weather getting colder every day, that was going to become a necessity. And one of his new pack-mates had been going on about the lack of wifi for a while.
Well. It's not like Randall knows anything about that. But at the very least he can have a crack at the engine.
He spends the better part of the morning, stripped down to his t-shirt with oil smeared up to his elbows, trying to make head or tails of this thing.
It isn't making it easy on him.
Where: The garage
Who: Open!
Okay so, being stuck in one place in a house with a bunch of strangers isn't exactly Randall's idea of a good time.
Sure, he likes meeting new people. But being stuck in the same place with them, having to form actual bonds and relationships? To say he doesn't have much experience there is vastly understating things.
At least there's plenty to keep him busy. Doing a good solid patrol of their grounds was his first priority - putting up markers for humans and wolves alike. Then there was game to catch, and a firepit to build out back for cooking. He was half-way through starting construction on a smoker when he remembered the old beat-up generator they'd seen in the garage.
Right. Electricity. With the weather getting colder every day, that was going to become a necessity. And one of his new pack-mates had been going on about the lack of wifi for a while.
Well. It's not like Randall knows anything about that. But at the very least he can have a crack at the engine.
He spends the better part of the morning, stripped down to his t-shirt with oil smeared up to his elbows, trying to make head or tails of this thing.
It isn't making it easy on him.