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Zoo Parks and Restoration (Chapter Two)

"Clarke, hey," Anya says into the phone. "I know it's been a couple weeks. But we're at that time, tile time."

Clarke laughs, "Tile time? Lexa warned me it was coming."

"Well it's here and I need to steal you away from the literal zoo you work at to get your opinions and choices on our selections. What does your schedule look like for the week?"

"For this? I can make myself available whenever you need me."

"Alright, how's tomorrow? No rush, you can come to the house after work and we'll take a drive over to some spots. How does that sound?"

"It sounds perfect actually. Are you ready to start putting things inside the house and stop taking them out?"

"Oh, Griffin, you have no idea. Lexa has been drooling to get your cupboards installed and start building back up. Don't get her started on countertops, you'll never hear the end of it."

Zoo Parks and Restoration- Chapter 1

Clarke buys an old house. Lexa is handy with tools.

The old house is just that- old.

Dilapidated, really.

It looks sad in the middle of the beautiful greenery that surrounds it. Was probably in need of more than just a fresh coat of paint before the old owners left.

Then it was a foreclosure.

And now it's officially a zombie property.

Zombie it is. Scary and gaping.

But Clarke fell in love with the sprawling yard. The large trees spread out on the property. The wrap around porch. The large front room with just enough light to be warm and welcoming in the morning.

So what if a shutter is literally hanging on by a thread?

The bones are good. The foundation is good.

She can see it- what it will be with some elbow grease and love. When she closes her eyes, she can see it.

"Uh...are you sure about this, Clarke?"

The skepticism is warranted. She knows. She was skeptical too. But one good look at the lawn from the back of the porch was enough to quell the doubts.

"Absolutely."

"It's literally falling apart…"

"It was a foreclosure."

"So are we gonna be finding a family of raccoons inside? Angry that we are disrupting their baby making and destruction?"

"I can handle the raccoons."

Octavia snorts.

"You've called some design teams, right? Like you know there's only so much we can do, yeah?"

"I've got some feelers out."

"Whatever you say, Griffin."

"I say buck up, Blake. This baby is all mine."