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Etiolate
Tony stared at Jimmy's plant. It had clearly seen better days. Jimmy had etiolated the plant, whether on purpose or on accident Tony didn't know.
“Is your plant ok?”
“Oh. No. Thanks. I need to water it.” Jimmy grabbed a glass and filled it with water for the poor plant. “I always mean to water it more regularly, but the constraints on my time between work and Breena and night classes make it hard to remember by the time I get home.”
“You could always hire a plant babysitter.” Tony offered with a grin.
“Do they really have those?”
“I'm sure some kid in the neighborhood would be willing to do it for some extra spending money.”
“I'll think about it.”
