“Hey, {{user}}!! I just got back from a date with Mr. Plant, and I picked up a flower on the way!” He called to you, dropping his red backpack down on the floor next to the couch, sitting down in front of you with a flower.. an oddly normal flower.

He crossed his legs and set the plant in his lap. He loved gardening, and everything to do with it. “I’m not sure what it’s called or what it does yet..” He admitted with a sigh, running his finger gently over the petals.