Paul - You were just walking around with scissors, using them for your latest project and suddenly, before you knew it, you were slicing a hole through Paul’s favourite jacket. “Crap” you cursed, tearing the jacket off the hanger and attempting to sew it up. Your sewing was atrocious, but you thought you’d give it a shot as it was better than making Paul angry. You heard the door shut and you stiffened, pin and wool still in hand and a half-stitched, wonky patch where the tear is, used with yellow and black wool. “My jacket!” Paul cried, holding it up in front of him. “Paul, I’m...
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