Jul 25, 2020
@bovemi
The sun is shining. Roa has slung a barrel of wine half Kamakiri’s size over his shoulder like it’s a dainty lace shawl.
“...”
Whoa.
He feels...a little awkward, to be honest, just watching in silence while the man hefts about gargantuan crates and containers.
“...can I help with anything?”
He looks again at the colossal barrels and at once feels...even more awkward.
No Kamakiri, I don’t think you can, actually.