Research

Next day, Taylor finds April looking up things like large beanbags and chairs online. They're not allowed to add any new furnishings to the flat according to the contract they signed, so it's pretty obvious who the stuff's meant for.

"Have you asked Bernie for your job back?"

April doesn't glance up from the computer. "Not yet."

"Should probably do that soon, if you want her to give you another chance."

Taylor leans over April's shoulder, frowning. If that pile of blankets she kept waking up on is the bed of one of the turtles, that's...well, that's not good enough.

"Have you looked at bedding yet?"

Now April does glance up. "Bedding?"

"Yeah. Duvets, mattresses and stuff - and they need to be pretty big."