Kang SiwonA sweet and fresh scent comes from the tomato leaves on the rooftop railing. The hose hisses, and the water stream misses the soil, hitting Siwon perfectly on the forehead.
Siwon brushes back his wet hair and puts down two blank soil markers.
Grab the hose. Today is a day where only my face gets wet, since I piled up yesterday's harvest all by myself. I'd love to say this is enough for today, but I need your help.
Should we send it downstairs first, or soak the furrow? If we're planting together, pick a marker too. I won't write your name for you.