"Yeah, I don't think we can just have the baby sleep in a basket," Molly says, shooting him a dubious look, though it's hard to hold back a laugh as she does at the very idea of it. "Besides, then what would we do with all these... lovely planks of wood that it would probably be impossible to get a refund for?" So far, they've gotten by, but none of this shit is cheap, something that it's hard not to keep in the back of her mind. Showing up here in the first place, she had to grow accustomed to a more limited budget than she'd ever had before, but this is something else entirely, and she's not throwing away money on something as expensive as a crib.
She peers over at the pieces strewn about on the floor, trying to see if she can differentiate them, but quickly gives up, shrugging helplessly. "I can't even see half of these. I think this has gotta be all you."
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Date: 2016-07-28 05:26 am (UTC)She peers over at the pieces strewn about on the floor, trying to see if she can differentiate them, but quickly gives up, shrugging helplessly. "I can't even see half of these. I think this has gotta be all you."