[The stack of books she'd gathered from the library wobbled, piled rather precariously in her arms as the artist walked back towards House 7. Even with her arms full, however, Jilly was easily distracted...and the latest distraction came when she saw rather familiar figure struggling with an armchair that refused to cooperate with the community housing door. This far from the item shops, Jilly couldn't imagine how she'd gotten it this far alone...but there was no one else immediately in view.
Shifting her books carefully, she changed directions and headed over in Sally's direction] Want a hand?
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Shifting her books carefully, she changed directions and headed over in Sally's direction] Want a hand?