[ Adjusting to life on the nameless island is taking some time, but Ann is making strides. Thanks to the greenhouse, she at least has food enough these days, and while it's almost all fruits and vegetables, she can't complain. Beggars can't be choosers, after all. It's not cake, but it's still fresh, good food, and it's better than going hungry by quite a long shot.
Using her plaid flannel shirt as a makeshift sling, Ann wanders up and down the aisles of the greenhouse picking whatever seems best and most ripe. With an assortment of cucumbers, tomatoes, bell peppers and berries in tow, she's paused to look over a weird vine with strange, hairy-looking fruits. ]
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Date: 2020-09-21 02:50 am (UTC)Using her plaid flannel shirt as a makeshift sling, Ann wanders up and down the aisles of the greenhouse picking whatever seems best and most ripe. With an assortment of cucumbers, tomatoes, bell peppers and berries in tow, she's paused to look over a weird vine with strange, hairy-looking fruits. ]
What the heck are these?