Chapitre 1378: Work From Home

As we dug deep to making at least ten more of these modules, it didn't take long before Quinn came back before lunch—looking at the training "sticks" we were making in the workshop. And with a brief explanation, she understood the assignment—but funnily enough, she made one of those "Shake Weights" with different lengths and thicknesses by using scrap metal bars and springs.

"You—"

"Variety's good, right? It wouldn't matter as much if you could power through them all, right?"

"You do know I'm a finesse kind of guy, right?"

She chuckled, "Would it hurt you to be rough sometimes? You do know I prefer 'it' that way most of the time too. What happened earlier was different, just saying…"

Unc Zeidrick had to cut in, rolling his eyes while pulling his son off the workshop, "A'ight we boutta head out, enjoy kids. Use prot— fuck it, just enjoy yourselves, you're fucking adults. Just fucking clean up after, a'ight?"