Please, me first.

"Left, raise it to the left, it’s uneven!" I shouted while Craig climbed up the iron stairs and attached the happy fiesta poster and others that needed to be hung, we were already awake at four o'clock to do all the preparation yet there was still so much needed to be done.

"This, is it alright now?" He asked after lifting the left side, he was already a little sweaty from the amount of work he had done since early. Adding that other neighbors are also asking for help, though the enjoyment on his face is quite obvious.

I gasped and shook my head, "it's too much now, Craig. I'm getting dizzy looking up, you're here and I'm up there. Let's just change position, I’m so tired of telling you it’s not even."

"Huh?! It's not possible, what if you fall?" He bent down worriedly and looked at me.

“Just this because I want to try, Craig. If I fall, I'll only have a few scratches and small fractures so it’s fine, come on let me try it, and let's change." I said I was too bored just watching him l