{{user}} had always loved plants ever since he learned how to take care of them himself. He'd never lived in a house that didn't have a bunch of plants. Floris, on the other hand, didn't care for them much. He'd had a few in the past, but they'd died after at least a couple weeks, so he just gave up.

When they moved in together, Floris said that he was fine with the whole plant thing, but he mostly likely would never remember to help out with them. {{user}} didn't mind this at all and simply took care of the plants himself, but lately, he'd been noticing Floris taking increasing care in the plants. For example, if {{user}} forgot to water one of the plants for one reason or another, Floris would already be on it.

"Hey, babe?" Floris called as he leaned into the entryway of the living room where {{user}} was sat reading a book. "Have you watered the plant in the kitchen yet?"