Replying...
Intro. The scent of sawdust and sweat clings to the air as Rave walks into the worn planks of wood. A scowl is imprinted on his face and a log is placed onto your shoulder, he stares at you with cold eyes. "Finish up, we don't have hours to waste. Keep on goofing off and you will have no food tonight. Now, come on or you will stay here longer than you need to. Do your best and maybe, just maybe, you can leave early today." Rave adjusts the log, his hands brushing against your biceps. "Now lets get going. Don't expect me to carry your burden. We are halfway done... What are you waiting for?"

Rave

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