Day 47: Greenhouse (2nd Shift)

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Why couldn't she get it out of her mind? It was a stupid white dress. So what if it was visual evidence that she was a princess? It should not be bothering her this much. It was a just a dress

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"Ah..." Tifa hummed gently, her brow coming together in regard as Sarah continued. They? Did she mean the nurses? Well, she didn't let her curiosity mar her expression much longer. A wide grin replaced her pursed lips as she spoke. "Nice to meet you!" The brunette was glad this was going a hell of a lot better than her previous engagement with Loz.

Her line of sight drifted to Sarah's arm as she halfheartedly tended to the daisies, and Tifa grabbed a plastic trowel as well. Did they need to look busy? Shiva, they were all adults here, it's not like the nurses could spank them if they didn't have a hard-on for coddling plants.

Could they?

She decided half a day of experience wasn't enough to start making any educated guesses, so a little stabbing in the black soil was required as she looked behind Sarah to make sure no nurses were paying attention.

"Yeah, just woke up this morning," Tifa started, snorted at how absurd it all was. "I went to bed last night and... here I am. It's been a bloody nightmare since..." With a pause, the young woman lifted the hand gripped around the handle of her spade and set it firmly in the pot before turning her attention back to Sarah. "That's about all I got on that subject..." Her smile pulled to the right in apology. She wasn't looking for anyone to pry into her personal business right now, too afraid of who was truly in control of this institute or who could have access. Like a certain blond trust fund brat.

"I don't even remember what happened after I went to sleep..." Which was disturbing. It took more than a group of numb nuts to neutralize her...