PHOEBE
Phoebe blinked at him slowly. She had expected a certain amount of push back - questions too - but that he was so staunchly against the means that he wouldn't even consider the ends baffled her. And, in a way, a way she knew was stupid but couldn't help, it hurt her. It had never been about her, in her mind, but it was clear that the reason he couldn't fathom it was because of her. And though she had been under no delusion that Remi might find her in any way attractive, it still stung a bit that he would give up the possibility of children because he found her so repulsive. "Oh." she said, a weight in her words that couldn't exactly be placed. She turned her face to the ground and sighed. "Alright then. Forget I ever said anything." she mumbled.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
