 Post 2 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
Now that all her non-stinky materials were layered and moistened, all that was left was the manure. Brooklyn really wasn’t looking forward to that part, but now that she couldn’t escape it she scrunched her face up underneath her sweater collar and pulled the bucket closer. After she’d made absolutely sure her gloves were still secure, since there was no way she was letting any bit of manure touch her hands. As it was, she felt like she’d probably be burning the gloves after the lesson was over. She had other pairs after all. She didn’t need to keep contaminated ones. That was just stupid.
Once all her preparations were done, she tilted the bucket over her carefully layered flowers. Maybe if she was lucky she could avoid touching it as much as possible, but of course she had to nudge it to slide out of the bucket. Of course it couldn’t be that easy. Stupid knarl manure. Once it was free of the bucket and on top of everything layered in her crate, she found a piece of wood nearby that she used to spread it out into an even layer over top of it all. Nobody said she couldn’t get creative with it all, and if little bits of wood stuck, that’d just add to her compost.
Once the manure was spread out, she picked up the watering can again and made sure everything was still damp. She wasn’t about to fail now, not after she’d managed to nearly avoid dealing with the manure at all.
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