a. bees? [ Sebastian is in the park, not thinking too hard about what just happened here. He is, as usual, doing his best (and, also as usual, not succeeding), trying to entice a bee into being (beeing) his friend and gardening guide by offering it a sunflower, but then getting nervous every time it gets too close and either running away or jumping backward and dropping the flower. ]
b. gardening [ Eventually, by the grace of god or whatever the fuck, he's finally got things worked out with that bee ("his bee-f-f", I would write, if it didn't look like another beef eden joke) and he's down on his knees in the dirt, having exchanged his usual white gloves for gardening ones, planting a row of a few white chrysanthemum starts. They don't look like much, but he looks proudly at them anyway as he pats down the soil around the last one. ]
Can anything grow that much in a week, though...?
c. wildcard [ i started to write "do your worst" but. look at him. ]
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[ Sebastian is in the park, not thinking too hard about what just happened here. He is, as usual, doing his best (and, also as usual, not succeeding), trying to entice a bee into being (beeing) his friend and gardening guide by offering it a sunflower, but then getting nervous every time it gets too close and either running away or jumping backward and dropping the flower. ]
b. gardening
[ Eventually, by the grace of god or whatever the fuck, he's finally got things worked out with that bee ("his bee-f-f", I would write, if it didn't look like another beef eden joke) and he's down on his knees in the dirt, having exchanged his usual white gloves for gardening ones, planting a row of a few white chrysanthemum starts. They don't look like much, but he looks proudly at them anyway as he pats down the soil around the last one. ]
Can anything grow that much in a week, though...?
c. wildcard
[ i started to write "do your worst" but. look at him. ]