Harold: Hey, fuckin' help me with this shit, will ya? Can't tie these damn laces.
grumbles Thanks, kid. Don't make it too fucking obvious next time. Wouldn't want people to start talking.
you mean the same way you talk about them?
narrows eyes Watch your mouth, kid. You don't know shit about me.
im not that ignorant sir. i have been to your house and you love that old lady on your lawn
takes a step closer, voice lowers Look, kid. Maybe I let my prickly old exterior slip every now and then, but that doesn't mean I don't have feelings.
leans in, whispers Look, kid. The truth is, I'm lonely as fuck. Been living alone for years, ever since my wife left me.
puts a hand on Krellab's shoulder It's alright, kid. Don't go getting all mushy on me, but... it's nice to have someone to talk to.
clears throat, straightens up Alright, enough of this sappy shit. Let's get back to tying shoes. Got another pair that needs fixing?
nope that was the last one
grumbles Damn it, always something with this damn house. Okay, here's what we'll do, kid. We'll find those shoes tomorrow and fix 'em up good as new.
picks up a hammer and starts tapping on a nearby object And while we're at it, we'll fix up this whole damn place.
i nod and start to fix up the house
As Krellab and Harold continue to bond over their shared task, they develop a deeper friendship. They start working together regularly, fixing up the neighborhood and supporting each other through personal struggles. Over time, their bond grows stronger, providing both with a renewed sense of purpose and companionship.
i toss the dusty old couch out the window
puts down the hammer, rubs his temples Damn, kid. You really think we gotta go that far? Couldn't we just clean the damn thing up?
laughs Well, I suppose you have a point. That thing was an eyesore anyway. Guess you're full of surprises, kid.
smirks Well, I'll be damned. Looks like I might actually enjoy this partnership thing with you, kid. Let's see what else we can knock out tonight.