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All it takes is one bad seed to ruin the bunch. What should have been the highlight of the Destiny City Botanical Garden's Winter Extravaganza turned into a nightmare; their newly unveiled Winter Star Poinsettias had come to life and attacked! While there were no casualties and no severe injuries, many guests of the Botanical Gardens suffered slices from the razor-sharp leaves of the poinsettias and mild to severe bruising. That wasn't even the worst of it, though.

During the final battle, a blinding flash of light that spread across Destiny City left some with temporary blindness or difficulties seeing. Pollen fell like glittery snow across the city, afflicting many people with a strange winter-time 'allergy'. Anyone who inhaled the pollen may find themselves sneezing frequently, especially around a strong smell. They may also find themselves suffering from flu-like symptoms such as fever, coughing, fatigue, and nausea. No medicine relieves these ailments, however all symptoms will gradually disappear over the next week.

It doesn't seem to be contagious, but it's probably a good idea to take your vitamins anyway...

He was not even there so it was not fair in the slightest that he would suffer the ill effects of what was something rather stupid and foolish and did not no one know to most mess with plants or feed them alien seeds that asked for blood like folks Audrey was a huge d**k in the movie little shop of horrors for a number of reasons and Mehtab was pretty sure one of them was the whole prone to blood needing and trying to eat people and being a huge creep in weird ways that edged into those Japanese hentais that his buddy Chris kept trying to get him to watch but man he just wasn't into that.

Arms crossed, Mehtab was doing his best to fight off the whole fact that he blamed space nasa program yet again and also for people being dumb and plants being weird and no one should mess with plants like that it just wasn't natural. As he currently worked on his pot growing in the makeshift green house that occupied part of his home. There was a small irony he figured, that most people would write it off on mold and frankly, they were not wrong, spore were plan semen and everybody seemed to forget that is what mold made. Plant semen. A lot of it. Hell, winter was mold time, spring flower and tree time, and summer was crop time. Fall was the only time that people did not get sexually assaulted by plants. Plants just had not yet learned what properly constituted as consent yet. One day maybe, but sitting on his couch with two wads of tissue up his nostrils, Mehtab doubted it would happen in his lifetime.

Grumpily he got up and tried to make his stuffy way to the kitchen, thinking some hot broth and tofu would be good for him. That was until he started cooking. Pan on the stove? check. Heat on? On as hell because he nearly burned himself already, a typical sign of a fantastic start to anything mehtab attempted at making, Now ingredients. He lacked broth but spice packs from ramen noodles worked right? Dried condensed broth or s**t like that was what it was.
Mehtab was about to get an important lesson about ramen broth and why you really didn't just have those and mix every single flavor you had together. Because shortly after he did so, what sounded like a good idea quickly became an apparent mistake made of fake flavor, salt, and boiling hot water that held a bad decision and regret in it's confines.

Grimacing, he was forced to dump the mixture, contemplate where he went wrong in life, and eventually stumble back to bed before curling up under his comforter and wishing his bae would call him up and they could hook up but she was busy and it was cold outside and man-

Mehtab wished he had a decent real job so he could be a decent boyfriend for once in his shitty life.
He sent her flowers later on. Because.