[ From within the hole he straightens, peering at her. Despite none of this being really real, there's dirt smudged across his brow from when he must've wiped it with his bare arm at some point. Because of said dirt he's chosen to do this shirtless, the thin scars across his toned body on display.
Underneath one of the apple trees on the other side of the stream, the yellow dog naps. ]
Not yet. [ He frowns to himself.
For what it's worth, he understood she hadn't meant literally dig. Call it a lack of imagination on his part, this time. It seemed right, anyway. He shakes his head after a moment, a small smile pulling at one side of his lips. ]
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Underneath one of the apple trees on the other side of the stream, the yellow dog naps. ]
Not yet. [ He frowns to himself.
For what it's worth, he understood she hadn't meant literally dig. Call it a lack of imagination on his part, this time. It seemed right, anyway. He shakes his head after a moment, a small smile pulling at one side of his lips. ]
How were your holidays?