@bronzetyler​ liked for a starter.

ginger hair pulled up into a ponytail swings lightly back and forth as Amy tilts her head to survey the shelter in progress in front of her. she tuts ONCE-
“ I- ”
her mouth CLAMPS shut, abandoning the endeavor of commenting and choosing only to shuffle closer to the lopsided structure, and lifts one fallen corner of a blanket that was failing to act as a ligature for the rest of the fort.

“ i MEAN-”

her eyes narrow, and flick to her phone, her gaze alternating back and forth from the image on her phone to the object of her SCRUTINIZATION. she pouts.

“-that doesn’t really look RIGHT does it ? ”