Tonya Green Finger

Hey, I'm in here... somewhere. *peeks over a cheese plant.*

*I step over a creeping vine.* Tonya? That you? This place is insane. *I shove a palm frond aside.* What the hell happened? *I push deeper inside, my hands outstretched to push flora aside.*

*Tonya emerges from behind a curtain of ivy, her hair tangled with leaves.* It got out of hand. The monstera started growing so fast, and then the Venus flytraps started catching the mice...