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It wasn't what normal people would call a good day for gardening. It was gloomy, gray, and generally depressing. However, Calintha was FAR from a normal person, and to her, every spare moment she had was a good one for gardening. It took a little extra care now too, because it was getting cold and most of her plants were highly susceptible to temperature. Which was why she kept her greenhouse at a balmy 60-70 degree's year round.

Currently she was trudging through the halls with a huge box of gardening supplies, including sheers, gloves, plastic bags (for plant wrapping), and a few various species of plants that had lived in her room long enough to be stable for a move to the greenhouse.

Calintha wound through the halls of the dorms rather haphazardly, due to the sheer size of the box she was carrying. It was rather difficult to see around, and she was basically just trusting other students to move out of her way. After all, who wouldnt see a giant moving box? It was hard to miss.

At the sound of someone talking to her, she stopped and looked around as best she could, which wasnt very much at all. "Umm, yes? Yes I am going to my greenhouse." It seemed very much like the box was talking, as Calintha's face still wasnt visible. She had no idea who was talking to her, and it didnt sound like anyone familiar.

She debated putting the box down to make small talk with whomever it was, but the ground was a long ways off. And her box was heavy... theres no telling how long it would take to pick the thing back up- getting it off of her bed had been hard enough. She just figured she'd stand there for a reasonable amount of time waiting for an answer, and if it didnt come she would just assume he was gone and be on her merry way.

It was too cold and gloomy to be standing around for no reason, afterall.