October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Brushing her thumbs over Finn's carefully landscaped stumble, the doctor silently listens to the request made of her. Biting at the inside of her cheek, she exhales softly, wondering if it wouldn't be best simply to tell Finn that he needed to be able to uphold the choices he'd made. But of course, what sort of partnership would theirs be if she wasn't willing to help him, precisely when he'd asked for it.
"Of course I will." She agrees in a soft voice, before standing on her toes and pressing her lips feather-light against his own. Sealed with a kiss.
"I can also write to him if you want, or go with you if you go and see him again." Tobi offers as she settles back flat-footed, gazing up at Finn.
"Of course I will." She agrees in a soft voice, before standing on her toes and pressing her lips feather-light against his own. Sealed with a kiss.
"I can also write to him if you want, or go with you if you go and see him again." Tobi offers as she settles back flat-footed, gazing up at Finn.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
