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[mushroomdaddy]

There is a sight, some might see, if they wander into the greenhouse during the time that is generally called night here at the end of everything. A rather odd sight

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[ex_diminishe647]

Oz has been up to the roof several times. Especially since he keeps mainly to the top floor. He's never gotten this close to the green house though. When he walks in, an eyebrow lifts at the sight of a glowing, singing man.

He's met him before, briefly. Then he coughs and Oz is there, attempting to help him sit up. "Nice hammock." He says the most unobvious observation as he pats Daddy's back to help him through the cough.

[mushroomdaddy]

Well, the glow is only when he's asleep, thankfully. But he appreciates the help.

"Hey, thanks man."

[ex_diminishe647]

"Is pale normally your thing?" Oz asked, looking him over in inspection.

[mushroomdaddy]

"No sun."

Not much of an explanation, but... he's still male.

[ex_diminishe647]

"That'll do it." Oz nodded, sitting on the floor and looking around the greenhouse. "It's my thing too... even when I had sun."

[mushroomdaddy]

He shrugs.

"Usually, tan, cause I go out and work the fields."

He sets his guitar down, and seats himself as well.

"But, round here...enh."

[ex_diminishe647]

"Pale is extremely underestimated."

Oz looks to the guitar and back to him.

"So what's up? You have a cold?"

[mushroomdaddy]

Daddy shrugs again.

"Dunno, just feel a little...tired, y'know?"

[ex_diminishe647]

"Yeah, I've been there. Working too hard?" Oz asks idly.

[mushroomdaddy]

"Uh...."

He scratches his head.

"I dunno?"

[ex_diminishe647]

"I try to stay away from work as much as I can myself." Oz said calmly.

[mushroomdaddy]

Daddy laughs.

"I'm, like, the only hippy with a work ethic."

[ex_diminishe647]

Oz smirks, a small almost unnoticeable grin at the sound of laughter.

"What do you work on?"

[mushroomdaddy]

"Stuff."

He shrugs, gesturing at the garden.

"I help things grow."

Oz, being observant, might notice that the plants that have been growing the longest all seem to face towards the hammock. And the smaller ones are facing towards Daddy, as if he were the sun.

[ex_diminishe647]

"Hey, that's handy." Oz says, eyeing the garden. "I never was good at anything like that."