“Well at least you are being honest. At least try and look like you are interested.”“Yes Sir.”“As I was saying, the situation in the upper d...lta...” Amos tried, he really did. But spear chucking wannabes had no hope against hormones and sexual deviancy.Clive caught up with him as the end of lunchtime bell rang. Big cheesy grin and a hand held behind his back. “Where the fuck did you piss off to?” Amos asked.With a double winking of his eyebrows, Clive dramatically brought the hidden hand into. " Pardon me?" Vamoose, go, leave, depart, push off..." OK; see you later M...Stephanie."She gave a cheeky grin and rushed up the stairs and out of site.Matron looked at me a slight smile playing on her lips."Take no notice of what Tracy says, she likes winding people up. Now Itake it that you are Stephanie then?" Yes Miss." I'm Mrs, actually, Mrs Grant but you can call me Matron. Now, where isMandy?" She went in there," I said pointing at the door."Right, lets get you sorted out, come with. I.p) Thank you for reading and let me know what you think!“get your mangy paws out of your pockets and get to work!” Alfred coughed. He was walking back and forth across the dining hall of the inn, the wooden floors creaking underneath his feet. With both hands he grabbed his shoulder-length reddish hair and slicked it back, tying into a short bun. “I know, I know, I shouldn’t shout. But if the lot of ya would do your job without me telling you to, I fucking wouldn’t!” Alfred quickly swept a. It would be the focal point for the whole room. The colours would be lighter than the floor, but in the same colour ranges; tan, dusty rose maybe, gold, leaf green, cream." Round and not square?" I noted."Yes. You've got a lot of straight lines in this room now. You want to soften that, and round brings every location in the room into the center." What about the furniture?" I asked. "Which style would complement the room?" Soft, comfortable, maybe a bit bulky. You don't want stiff and formal..