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"I am not a plant killer," Davey says primly, glaring at the shrivelled leaves as if they've personally wronged him. "The plants simply refuse to match my energy despite being invited into my space. And if my therapist is to be believed, that's their problem."
Jack raises an eyebrow as he snips off another yellowing leaf.
"So murdering your poor monstera is self-care, then?"
"Yes." Davey nods curtly. "Girlboss. Slay. Et cetera."
Jack shoots him an amused look, and he at least has the decency to blush a little.
"Look, I don't claim to know the lingo-!"
"No, no," Jack chuckles as he presses more soil around the freshly trimmed roots. "Girlboss, slay, et cetera - I get you. I'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down, Jacobs."
rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy
more david byrne fanart? i guess that this must be the place
maybe the real black magic was the medications we picked up along the way (draining my body of its everyday uses until I get stronger but just you wait)