Pit. That analogy... was really cheesy. Jeff had to steel himself not to roll his eyes. So instead, he pretended to focus on his dream catcher. He should have figured the angel would say something lame like that.
"Yeah, here," Jeff moved the box closer to his roommate. "There should be some under the sticks and string. Different colors and sizes, too." Which may or may not have been stolen from the art room, but Pit didn't need to know that.
Once Jeff had finished wrapping around the string, he cut it and tied it off. "All that's left are the final details." He tied a few strings to the bottom of the dream catcher. Then he added some beads, knots, and a feather to each string. "Done (http://avarady.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/dreamcatcher.jpg)."
NO U >B[
"Yeah, here," Jeff moved the box closer to his roommate. "There should be some under the sticks and string. Different colors and sizes, too." Which may or may not have been stolen from the art room, but Pit didn't need to know that.
Once Jeff had finished wrapping around the string, he cut it and tied it off. "All that's left are the final details." He tied a few strings to the bottom of the dream catcher. Then he added some beads, knots, and a feather to each string. "Done (http://avarady.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/dreamcatcher.jpg)."