After spending some time in the library, they moved on to the botanical gardens. The gardens were a lush, green paradise filled with vibrant flowers and exotic plants. Ghost and Boo wandered through the winding paths, stopping to sniff the flowers and marvel at the various plant species.
“This place is so beautiful,” Boo said, his yellow eyes reflecting the colorful blossoms.
Ghost purred in agreement. “It’s like a different world in here.”
As the day turned into evening, Ghost and Boo made their way to their favorite spot: the rooftops. Climbing up the fire escapes, they reached the rooftops, where they could see the city sprawling out below them. The rooftops were their sanctuary, a place where they could talk and reflect without interruptions.
As they settled down, Ghost brought up a topic that had been on his mind. “Boo, do you think ignorance is really bliss?”
Boo pondered the question, his yellow eyes thoughtful. “It’s an interesting idea. Being ignorant might mean not worrying about things you don’t know about, but does that really make you happy?”
Before they could delve deeper into their discussion, they noticed dark clouds gathering rapidly in the sky. Suddenly, the heavens opened up, and rain poured down in torrents. The streets below quickly filled with water, turning into a rushing flood.
“We need to find shelter!” Boo shouted over the sound of the rain.
The two cats scrambled across the rooftops, searching for a safe place to wait out the storm. They found a small, covered nook where they could stay dry. As they huddled together, watching the floodwaters rise, their conversation continued.
“Look at the city,” Ghost said, his voice somber. “People are panicking because they didn’t expect this flood. If they had known, they could have prepared better. Is ignorance bliss when it leaves you vulnerable?”