[ Misa is not a gardener. She's just not. She can help other people garden, but when left to her own devices, she ignores the garden and lets it do what it's going to do so she can spend more time embroidering and sewing. Sunning his belly on the stoop lies a lothcat who appraises the man from upside down. There's a soft humming coming from inside.
However, there is a tarp over one section of the roof, dipping slightly in the center, denoting a hole of some kind. ]
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However, there is a tarp over one section of the roof, dipping slightly in the center, denoting a hole of some kind. ]