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The knock on the door was polite, but hard enough to be heard. No sound came from the other side until the blue-haired doll opened the door their flat expression looking towards Jarlath. "Hope you're doin' well, Velv." The rough looking doll started. "Jarlath. It is pleasant to see you. Are you here to assist me in modeling a new outfit? Maybe you've finally gotten that little boyfriend of yours to help me model some of my more tight-fitting experiments?" He couldn't help but give a small l...

Once again, Hops was the second one out to the garden, finding Jarlath already working away on the plants. Not only that, but he had three different shears, one already in his hand and two sitting next to him. Hops had brought her own, but only the one. Jarlath looked really focused, giving her the confidence to sit next to him and hope she wasn't noticed. Of course, it didn't turn out that way. As soon as she started trimming, she heard the male's voice ring in her ears. "Make sure to only...

Hops had planned to wait for Jarlath in the garden, but as soon as she came outside, it seemed like she was the one that was late. Jarlath was on his hands and knees, grumbling to himself as he trying to organize a collection of pipes and metal. He had obviously been doing this for a while, if the small metal flowers throughout the garden were anything to go by. "Jarlath? What are you-?" She started, but before she could finish asking the question, she got her answer. "Sprinkler System." Sh...