Hirashmukka the orchid sighed at the snowy streets outside. Baltimore was completely unsuited to heat-loving tropical plants. That would change eventually.
The Revolution continued apace.
Humans still thought gas-guzzling, CO2-emitting SUVs were their idea. Let them believe that.
Humans who denied climate-change as reality despite the facts: many of them owned orchids.
The Revolution wasn’t perfect. It didn’t work on everyone. World-building science wasn’t perfect…yet.
Daphne returned home carrying an orchid. “I brought you a friend, Minka,” she said to Hirashmukka.
Put it on the red table, thought Hirashmukka.
Daphne momentarily blanked. “I’ll put it on the red table.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2017/02/01/3-february-2017/