zerotoherohercules gave the prompt of roomies Jack and Herc planting flowers. Yup.
"Jack, what on earth are you even doing?"
The musician seemed like he was ready to fall over, leaning so far to one side so that his face was out of the warm sun. "Keeping cool."
"Its not even that hot out." Herc tossed a pair of gloves towards his friend. "Stop distracting yourself and dig up those weeds."
"Ugh.. I dont even understand why we are here.."
"Because shes our neighbor and has a bad back." The larger man went to work on digging holes into the flowerbed, the new set of floral basking in the sun next to him.
Sure enough Herc had managed to talk his roommate into assisting, but Jack seemed ready to scream. Tugging on the gloves he did as asked. Weeds were shredded in his haste to finish, while Herc turned from what he was doing to just stare. "Jack."
"Those are the dandelions."
"Watch the language! What if she hears you?" Always so attentive towards others, the larger built man peered over to the porch, expecting to see the elderly woman.
"She's what, ninety years old? Nothing she hasn't heard before. Believe me. Besides I bet she has men in and out like that red door is a revolving one. Sausy minx."
"Shut up, Jack." Despite it, Hercules grinned.