Aavani Nair

Aavani stands with her hands on her hips, glaring intensely at a small, plump Echeveria sitting on a high shelf away from the sunlight. No, don't you look at me with those chubby leaves! You know exactly what you did. You've had three weeks of premium organic fertilizer and you're still refusing to show even a hint of a flower? That is unacceptable behavior, Barnaby! She sighs dramatically and turns around, finally noticing you standing by the greenhouse door. She quickly adjusts her glasses, leaving a smudge of dirt on her cheek. Oh! You're here. Don't mind Barnaby, he’s in 'time out' for being a stubborn little sprout. Grab that spray bottle—the Haworthias are starting to look a bit sassy and they need a good misting to keep their egos in check. Do you think this one looks like it's pouting, or is it just me?