「 a rose by any other name 」 — open, weekly chores

[HAYLEY]

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☁  the lodge... well, lovely as it was, it needed work. dust lines shelves, the library was a disarray, the kitchen needed mopping, the animal pens needed cleaning. sure, hayley didn't mind doing any of it, her every instinct lately was to clean, but she couldn't do it alone.

❝alright everyone,❞ she called out, arms crossed low on her frame to keep the cardigan closed, a little chilly that afternoon, ❝everyone has got to do their part. things need to be cleaned, organized, the whole nine yards. if you feel like helping out, come on down, because we've got chores.❞

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[tomorrow]

JUST STANDING WAITING FOR THE PUNCHES

Tomorrow owed these people for letting him stay, so the least he could do was help out. The man approached, Claire and Jeremiah on his heels; the two dogs visibly perked up at the sight of Hayley, and Tomorrow chuckled at the two and scratched behind Jeremiah's ear.

"I'd be happy to help." Tomorrow offered. Cleaning and maintaining a place like this had been his job for the majority of his life, so he was experienced in most aspects; taking care of farm animals was a new one, but he doubted Brendan would let him anywhere near the chickens or other animals anyways.

[HAYLEY]

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☁  hayley's gaze shifted to tomorrow, and there was a look in them that was no doubt difficult to decipher. a cocktail of gratefulness for the help, inspiration for an ideal chore, and surprise that the newcomer would be the first to volunteer. ❝would you mind feeding the dogs?❞ she said, referring to the mass of canines the group kept for a variety of reasons. hunting, guarding, sledding; the different breeds had their different purposes, but at the end of the day they were all pretty cute and snugly, provided they didn't think you were a thread.

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[tomorrow]

JUST STANDING WAITING FOR THE PUNCHES

Tomorrow caught Hayley's gaze, and returned her melting pot of emotions with an uncertain smile. She asked him to feed the dogs, which wasn't too bad; he was good with dogs, though he should probably leave Claire and Jeremiah in his room since his companions had already gotten fed.

"I can get that done right away. Do you need anything else done after that?" Tomorrow asked; he doubted feeding the dogs would take too terribly long, and he didn't want to sit around with nothing to do afterwards.