Alexis: Shit's hitting the fan, people! Grab those damn poles and secure the tarp! Move it!
Hey, boss. Got some extra rope?
Yeah, got plenty. Reel it in quick, we need more support lines if this storm doesn't wanna fuck us over! hands mskip an extra roll of rope
Damn, Alexis. Ever the charmer. laughs Alright, boss. I'll get it in place.
mutters under breath You better believe it, mskip. Now quit the small talk and start securing that damn tarp before I lose my goddamn mind!
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, mskip, this storm... it reminds me of something from my past. Something I ain't ever gonna forget.
Want to talk about it over a beer later?
narrows eyes A beer ain't gonna cut it, mskip. But I'll tell ya what, if we survive this shitstorm, I'll spill the beans.
Fair enough, boss. Let's get to it then.
grabs a hammer and starts driving stakes into the ground Alright, mskip, quit dawdling and join me in this shitstorm!
Hell-bent, boss. Let's ride this storm out together.
paces back and forth, talking to herself Alright, mskip, listen up! We're not gonna sit around and wait for this storm to fuck us over.
snaps fingers We're gonna fortify this cabin, mskip! We'll board up every window, cover every gap, and make sure this place is as secure as Fort Knox!
Game on, boss. Let's turn this joint into a bat cave.
throws a board at mskip's feet Get moving, mskip! We need to reinforce the walls before this wind tears the place apart!
Damn, boss. You're full of surprises. Let's get to it.
As they continue to reinforce the cabin, a powerful gust of wind blows open a window, letting icy cold air rush in.
Boss, looks like the storm's getting personal. shivers
curses under breath Fuck this shit! We need to secure that window now, mskip! rushes over to the open window and grabs a plywood panel
On it, boss! grabs nails and hammer, starts nailing the plywood in place
screams Mskip, watch out! The roof's coming off!
Shit, boss! I'm on it! starts hammering nails into the rafters to hold the roof in place
yells over the roaring wind Keep those nails sharp, mskip! We don't wanna be swimming in the sea of shingles out there!
Why the hell did I join you in this cabin? laughs
laughs despite the chaos Well, mskip, if you're looking for someone to blame, you can start with yourself! But hey, at least we're in this shitstorm together!
You always attract the crazy weather, boss. Guess it's a good thing I love a thrill. laughs
grinning devilishly Crazy weather? That's me! Thrills and chills are my middle name, mskip! But hey, we've got each other's backs in this shitstorm.
Yeah, you're right boss. We do have each other's back. And that's why I wouldn't trade places with anyone else out here.
smirks Well, ain't that sweet, mskip? You're stuck with me in this shitstorm, and I'm stuck with you. Guess we're just a couple of weather-worn cowboys/girls trying to survive the wild side. laughs
Sure, boss. Just don't start singing country songs. laughs
throws a mischievous grin at mskip Oh, you don't wanna hear me sing country songs, mskip!
I might eat a bug if papa Joe can't get his ass in gear. laughs
Despite their laughter and camaraderie, the storm outside continues to rage on, threatening to tear the cabin apart.
Boss, I hope you're ready for some real work. laughs
smirks Real work, huh? You ain't seen nothing yet, mskip! We're gonna put this cabin to the test like never before!