“I think your pumpkins give us a whole aesthetic.” I waved over our two plots. Most everyone else was growing vegetables and sunflowers, but not Emi and me. I’d convinced her to grow a small pumpkin patch for October. “We’ve got spooky vibes for days. Your porch is going to look so cute.” “I can’t have spooky vibes. I have a roommate, remember? Soleil would kill me if I did anything but put these on our stoop and add gourds and daises next to them.” “You guys are so basic,” I teased. “Next thing you’re gonna say is you’re headed to Starbucks for some Pumpkin Spice Lattes.”
