"Not bad for using only scraps of wood, isn't it?"
Auri offered a grateful smile towards the man. "It's all thanks to you, Hawad. If you hadn't stepped in, I'd probably still be fumbling around trying to make a proper base frame."
Hawad only shrugged, wiping the side of his head with the sleeve of his robe. "You've got a good eye for design. A craftsman can't help but give it their all if they see something worth building."
Auri's proud smile only widened at the compliment and stared at the semi-finished stall. It didn't have a roof yet, but the wooden frame they made stood proud in the space that was once filled with garbage. He could barely contain his excitement as he visualized the stall once it's completed.
'I can't believe I'm feeling excited about having my own restoration stall when I once dreaded taking over my grandfather's shop.'
The Books' Savior shop.
