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After classes, Sakura was located in her room, tending to one of her many potted plants. Much to her roommate's annoyance, Sakura had a couple plants strewn across the room, including a small bonsai, a couple pots of flowers, not too much. The only thing she didn't really like was that her roommate had an obsession with anime, which Sakura found mildly annoying. 

So Sakura stood in the corner with her full watering can and trimmers, frowning as she stared at the stubborn bonsai. 

"Aleck, if you keep growing back not the way I specified, you're going to keep getting trimmed." she said. Sakura waited a moment for what seemed to be the plant's reply, and then she launched into speech again. "You're a bonsai. You get trimmed the way I want you to, no arguing." Another pause. "No, I can't not trim you. You know Ellie. She'd go nuts."

Sakura raised the trimmers and set to work, patiently snipping the branches of the tree, continuing to have an animated conversation with it. As much as her parents protested it, gardening was an art and took time and concentration. Not once during these peaceful hours of trimming did Sakura think of the strike team.
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