By Cutieboy90
Six months…
Tyler tapped his chin ponderously.
“Is this it, then?” He asked after several tense minutes of silence. “In three months, all you’ve done is one half of the promenade deck?”
Stefan bit his lip.
“The contest is still another six months away, you have the time. I just wonder if you have the focus. Or if it’s being split and spent elsewhere…”
Stefan cleared his throat nervously. “Well… Yeah sort of. It’s just that. Uhmmm…”
“Yeah…?”
“The uh, window frames… They…” Stefan broke a sweat. “Take a lot of time. And uh… I dunno, kinda spending a lot of time…” He trailed off, turning away from the desk to hide his blush.