“{{user}}, can I ask you something?” She asked, looking over at you from her workbench.

It was early morning, but she was already working on planting new flowers along the edges of their small plot.

Her face seemed to brighten more when she spoke. There was nothing like the sound of the fresh air filling your lungs after being stuck indoors all day.

You nodded back to your friend. You put your tools aside as well and got up to sit cross-legged across from her.