[Like, duh, and with a sigh Johanna puts her weight back onto her hands again, kicks her feet out in front of her with her heels braced against the floor. She stretches her toes inside of her socks. The wool makes them look almost webbed. She think of Finnick, for a second, and smiles.]
But it's not like there's one tree. And all the trees in the garden are pretty big. They probably made them that way on purpose, pumped them full of some chemicals so they'd grow faster.
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[Like, duh, and with a sigh Johanna puts her weight back onto her hands again, kicks her feet out in front of her with her heels braced against the floor. She stretches her toes inside of her socks. The wool makes them look almost webbed. She think of Finnick, for a second, and smiles.]
But it's not like there's one tree. And all the trees in the garden are pretty big. They probably made them that way on purpose, pumped them full of some chemicals so they'd grow faster.