<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/CbThKQ5.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Location</strong>: Introduction to Plants and Junk<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Tara, OPEN<hr/>Nyx actually goggled at her far more liberated friend. They ought to have expected, a few days into semester now, that Tara would do something crass. They still had trouble understanding if it was some type of cry for attention or just the way the walker was. A second later, flush slowly crawling back down her face, they rolled their eyes. They'd get used to it eventually. Tara was good people, chill about Nyx's identity and face slipping, and not too hard on the eyes, they guessed. They suspected the reason Tara's sexual innuendo got to them so thoroughly was that such thoughts rarely occurred to them. It was a stone fact, Nyx had enough issues trying to figure out their own stuff. They didn't need someone else's stuff mixed in.<br/><br/>Their eyes roamed the classroom as Tara collected her tithe of titters. They moved over to the pots as well and took one,<strong>"And about the only pot either of us has ever handled was the type which needed rolling paper, no doubt."</strong>They giggle and then wrote on the pot- D.M. They set it down and then looked to where the potting soil was sitting. They tapped Tara's shoulder and pointed at it,<strong>"Looks like time to get dirty, eh?"</strong>