MATEO
"Well. Anything you plant in it. I don't know if it'll keep people alive. Can you plant people? Anyways, it's called a terrarium. My dad brought it here for me to use." Mateo grins, and Ever's awe at the glass box only feeds his own. Pulling off his gloves and shrugging out of his coat and scarf, he plonks all of it on the old counter and busies himself lighting some lanterns and a fire to get the heat circulating.
"I've got some herbs and flowers and snow moss, and a girl gave me seeds for a vampire gourd. I was wondering if I should transfer some seedlings into the box, or if I should try growing something new," he continues, crouching down before the terrarium. "The florist doesn't have any interesting seeds now though. It's Deepfrost and everything's asleep."
"I've got some herbs and flowers and snow moss, and a girl gave me seeds for a vampire gourd. I was wondering if I should transfer some seedlings into the box, or if I should try growing something new," he continues, crouching down before the terrarium. "The florist doesn't have any interesting seeds now though. It's Deepfrost and everything's asleep."
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