PHOEBE
"I'll be in my office on the second floor." she said softly in confirmation of Jigano saying he would be over. Then she set the shell down, staring at it for a long moment. If only it had been Remi...if only she could hear his voice not yet knowing the cruel things he would say to send her running for the edge of a bridge. Surely he would know how to make things better, he would know what she needed to heal...and perhaps she could help him with his own grief, knowing he too must be lost in a world of pain, his precious Aoife having been taken too soon.
The knock had her turning in her chair - how long had she been staring and wishing? - surprised at how quickly the Provost seemed to arrive. Perhaps he had some sort of teleportation magic? "Yes, of course, Jigano, come on it." she said, forcing a smile. Her lips curved but her eyes did not alight as they usually did, her happiness a cordial front and nothing more.
The knock had her turning in her chair - how long had she been staring and wishing? - surprised at how quickly the Provost seemed to arrive. Perhaps he had some sort of teleportation magic? "Yes, of course, Jigano, come on it." she said, forcing a smile. Her lips curved but her eyes did not alight as they usually did, her happiness a cordial front and nothing more.
my heart is so tired
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
