i just watched love simon again and i’m emo

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i just watched love simon again and i’m emo
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Hands shoved loosely in his pocket, Chanyeol keeps his shoulders slouched as he casually walks around on his day off. With no set destination in mind, he often found himself in search of plants in need when the handful he cared for outside of work and his own personal collection were fine for the day. The most he really had done so far as care went was watering a couple beds of flowers in the park nearby his apartment. The rest seemed to be in pristine condition, a feat the taller thought he’d never be able to accomplish.
A warm smile remains on his face as he nears a father famous hotel within the mutant community, well, from what he’s heard at least. The handful of customers who happened to spot the plant boy doing his thing almost always brought it up at least once in the handful of exchanges they’ve had. So from what he could assume, this place was a big deal. He straightens up slightly, eyes gazing around the greenery surrounding the hotel front.
Frown starting to form, he’s definitely seen plants in better shape, though these weren’t exactly in the worst shape either. A small cluster of daffodils cry out to him, the male finding himself suddenly by their side. Hand already raised to their aid, Chanyeol brought them back to a healthier state without even batting an eye. He starts searching out for the more needy plants, who seemed to beckon him at the sight of their newly revived friends.
Three beds in and not soon after the taller male started to feel the after effects of his ability, who only come in to play when he overworks himself. His breathing becomes more rapid, his focus fuzzy as he takes a few steps away from the garden. He takes shaky steps towards the entrance of the hotel, barely able to concentrate.
First things first, he needed to at least sit down before another falling incident happened. He swears he still has a couple bruises from the time. Stumbling in to the lobby, he almost makes it to the nearest seat before his legs gave out, leaving the younger male on his hands and knees. He winces, thankful that there was no one there to witness that, especially the yelp he lets out as his body made contact with the ground.