[ it's a little after dinner when jim comes seeking al out. it takes him a whole five minutes to march up to him, but he does, trying not to look as small as he feels. between little, pale, dirty hands is a tiny orange plant pot with tiny bluebell shoots (not yet blooming) clustered together in the center.
some of the leaves are browning. ]
Hey. [ stiff shoulders. ] I mean. ... Uh. [ he raises the little plants up a bit higher. ] They're ill.
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Date: 2012-06-27 03:42 am (UTC)some of the leaves are browning. ]
Hey. [ stiff shoulders. ] I mean. ... Uh. [ he raises the little plants up a bit higher. ] They're ill.