((WRITER"S BLOCK: BE GONE))
While Ruth wasn't completely sure he understood the plan, but he did have the basic idea. Cut off the branches, lean them against the tree line, then put the leaves on top to make a roof. Seemed simple.
"Allrighty then, let's get to work.
"AAAHGAWDDAMMITMOTHERFUCKER!!!" said Ruth as he dropped a particularly heavy log on top of his big toe. It hurt a lot, but only for a few quick seconds. He blew wind at it, and waved at it, in an attempt to make the pain go away quicker. He then picked up the very same log, and went straight back to work. It was tiring, hard, but fulfilling work. He was pretty sure Owen had done most of the work anyway, and he wish he could have done more to help, but he was just happy to have a roof over his head tonight. A willowy soft roof.
"We've got fire! Let's have some water to celebrate!"
Just as soon as Ruth had gotten under the shade, his old friend Claire had to make him come out of it to see all the hubbub. Ah, well, water sounded nice anyway.
"Hey guys, we have treemail! And it's immunity!"
Another day of hard work awaited him, so Ruth just wanted to relax and watch the sea and draw it for a bit. Claire had a way of ruining his peace on this island.
"Yikes, we're doing some Indiana Jones shit today. So, who's ready?"
Ruth was no film nut like his friend, but even most people still who knew who Indiana Jones is. The boulder scene, like most he presumed, was the one that stuck in his mind the most. This didn't sound like it was going to be particularly easy.
"I'm ready for anything right now, the challenges are probably the reason most people watch this show anyway."