Thalia attempts to release a clench by kneading one of Henny’s balls between a wall and her shoulder blades. “Well… Twaaaaaahsn’t eeeeee-zy, but we dihhhhd it! We got the heh-vee cart down.”
“Fixed and ready to roll on both wheels again.” Nia pushes against Tal’s chest to increase pressure.
“Grateful to you both… for bypassing procrastination. Thanks for calling our trash service for a fix… on the same day the roller went missing.” Calliope shudders. “Without you… I’d likely have one-wheeled the job for weeks on end.”
In delay there lies no plenty.