my heart runs on gasoline vapors

Excellent. A bit of practical knowledge in regards to kids would go a long way. He grimaced at the mess - of both their rooms and general living space. He and Hazel were still in the flatmate stage of moving out of home. Damp coats on the floor, discarded snacks around the place. He took in a deep sniff and noted that one of his hidden stockpiles of food was starting to go off. With the intense growth spurts Bas had gone through in his life, keeping food on hand was a must.


"Right. Well… this is the place, that room will be yours and Spider's. Let's head to the Col and go over things, and then I'll introduce you to Spider." He decided.


Almost as soon as they entered the tree house, he was leading her out again. Trotting at a pace mindful of shorter legs, he led her towards the Col expecting her to follow.