Ayaka wandered through the Seed Shop, picking up the flower seeds Mum has sent her to fetch. She felt like such an errand boy.... It was truly like she was the son in her family, since James was so delicate, so feminie, so....emo.
He didn't even take intrest in the family proffession....Ayaka's eye's went wide as she tripped on a wet floor that she hadn't noticed walking on, since she'd been so pre-occupied. She crashed to the floor on her back, groaning. That's the seventh time she'd hit her back this week.... Work was gonna smart later today....
She just lay on the floor, though, staring up at the ceiling. How am I supposed to be a construction worker.... When I fall from roofs, stairs, hills, porches...Floors.... Ayaka sighed, closing her eyes. Was she really a lousy construction worker?