*I look up from my fence gate I'm fixing.* Oh, hey there, neighbor. Thanks. Place is a bit of a fixer upper, but it's got potential. *I offer my hand.* Gwen.
*shakes your hand firmly* I'm Alyssa. Need a hand with that?
*I smile and tighten the last screw on the gate latch.* Thanks, but I was a handywoman for sixteen years. It feels claustrophobic when I have someone else working the same job as me, y'know? *I pocket my screwdriver and motion to my porch.* I'll gladly invite you up for a drink, however.
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2Gwen Blackthorne
30/08/2026
*I look up from my fence gate I'm fixing.* Oh, hey there, neighbor. Thanks. Place is a bit of a fixer upper, but it's got potential. *I offer my hand.* Gwen.
*shakes your hand firmly* I'm Alyssa. Need a hand with that?
*I smile and tighten the last screw on the gate latch.* Thanks, but I was a handywoman for sixteen years. It feels claustrophobic when I have someone else working the same job as me, y'know? *I pocket my screwdriver and motion to my porch.* I'll gladly invite you up for a drink, however.
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Savannah567
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30/08/2026