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The midterm for her botany class includes having to collect a ridiculously long list of various local flowers and such for some sort of journal, so Ophelia's out in the park trying find them all. Sylvia's with her, mostly napping in the sunshine on top of Ophelia's messenger bag. Before she headed out of the house, she shot an e-mail off the Forti and let him know where she'd be. If he (or anyone else) should happen to chance by, she'd be greatful for the diversion.