![]() ![]() He glanced over at her, smirking as he continued. ![]() With two small thuds, her elbows popped onto the table, her paws cupping her cheeks as she idly watched him carve designs into his project. Her chest pressed into the edge of the desk, a change in posture needed to fix the awkward pressure due to the height of the chair being set for his proportions. She did, dragging over a spare stool and leaning on the table. He nodded, going back to his task while gesturing for her to take a seat wherever. Joseph stretched in his chair as he glanced over his shoulder to check who had entered, raising his brows slightly to see Harrow look at him with a request for permission to enter on her face. He inspected the piece he was working on quickly, exhaling in a shot of relief when nothing seemed to be damaged in any way. The knife slipped when the door to his room opened, though by now he had gotten into the habit of applying the pressure away from him to save the occasional pricks and cuts. Thanks to u/KieveKRS and u/Anakist for helping me with QC! ![]()
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