 Post #1; Group one, anyone? urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Oh it was BUILDING time.
Freaking YES.
But first, Grayson pulled out his vial of the strength potion and took a mighty gulp of it. He blinked several times and pocketed the empty vial again, trying to listen to the professor and not concentrate on the sensation that was seeping through him. The potion was great but this was just plain weird. If it wasn't for the actual effect of the potion, he didn't think he'd bother. Super strength, Grayson.
Oh jeez. Didn't the professor say something along the lines of group work?! Please don't let some loony be part of his group. Please let it be someone he got along with, too. Which, thinking about it, wasn't really that many people. Shame. Big shame indeed. Building these things would be better with someone he got along with. There would be jokes and laughs and maybe some messing around, too.
As for the groups, he knew exactly where he wanted to go. His first thought had been the porch because of the idea of using the drill buuuuuuuut fire. So, after stretching his arms, Grayson headed over towards the right side of the hut. Did they have to say what they were going to be helping with? Er. "Helping with the fire-pit building." Uh huh. Because FIYAH.
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