Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
She gave him an unamused look, still flailing for her things. ”Recently enough that I am not dead or dying.” she said dryly. The answer would suffice enough surely. She wasn’t starving herself, nor refusing sleep. She just wasn’t partaking of much of it. So long as she wasn’t on Mort’s doorstep he really had nothing to complain about.
But it was useless it seemed to reach her things, his magic outwitting her own dexterity. She sighed and sat, resigning herself to twiddling her thumbs instead as she stared at the floorboard. ”I’ve managed to get myself engaged, of all things, so I highly doubt that. If I can manage that I can manage anything.” she mumbled.
