filet1989

(warning: vorish content) Summer Interns Prologue ------    Of all the greenhouses at the Corley Institute, Greenhouse Eight had to be Eden’s least favorite. It was just too hot. Like, all the damn time.    She wiped her brow and ticked another box on her checklist. On one level, it was gratifying to see the transplanted orchids thriving — but on another, she was tired, sticky, and nearly soaking through her tee-shirt. And her filter mask was uncomfortable. And her glasses were fogging over several times a minute. And her lunch had had far too much cilantro in it....    Eden grumbled as she carefully nudged aside a ficus