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very_sharpe) wrote2017-03-27 12:36 pm
very_sharpe) wrote2017-03-27 12:36 pm
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Thomas sighed and pushed his goggles up onto his forehead. It was getting a bit late and he hadn't realized how much time had slipped away. He looked over at Steve, waited for him to stop welding before he called over, "Why don't we call it an evening?"
It wasn't ridiculously late yet, but Thomas had no intention of staying in the workshop all night, either. He doubted Steve would want to either once he noticed the time. They'd made good progress; Steve cranked out several stock pieces while Thomas had been working on a commission.
It wasn't late, he supposed, but it was certainly past the time the shop usually closed.
It wasn't ridiculously late yet, but Thomas had no intention of staying in the workshop all night, either. He doubted Steve would want to either once he noticed the time. They'd made good progress; Steve cranked out several stock pieces while Thomas had been working on a commission.
It wasn't late, he supposed, but it was certainly past the time the shop usually closed.