"Well, you two have fun."
Elm: T-thank you m'am!
Hazel ran off, running to a smaller, stubby tree. It looked like it was dying, and the dirt was not fertile there. Hazels signature pink flowers were there.
Elm follows him
Hazel stared at his tree, frowning.
Elm: ...Is-is this your tree...?
"Mhm!"
Elm: ...What...what's wrong with it...?
"I dunno.."
Elm: Oh...well it's really cute-I-I like all the flowers...
