Head held high, Cat approached the young man while cradling her wilted plant. She couldn’t remember where she got it, to be honest. Back in reality, she never had much of a green thumb. She was traveling so much to flamenco competitions, it was silly to try and keep plants alive.
Here, though, what else did she have to do? Again, Cat had no idea where the plant came from. And she quickly learned that she had no idea how to take care of it. It didn’t take long for the leafy green to turn pale brown. Her new friend, Meg, had recommended Cat take her plant to someone referred to as Slash. Apparently, he knew a thing or two about plants.
It took Cat awhile to find him between trials, but it was easy to spot him in his green apron and dark hair. She shoved the plant up at him, asking if it was too late for her little plant.
@sinister-slash
