October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Pulling in a breath and exhaling it slowly, Tobi nods. "I'm sorry. I should have called out. I...lost track of time and weren't sure if you were up." She explains, and though the madness of not releasing a hot mug was very much a Finsue (a Finn-Issue, get it), Tobi had known this man long enough to have predicted how her actions might have affected him. "Well, if you'd like help healing this along, let me know." She adds.
Turning for the clothes but still clutching her towel against herself, Tobi nods. "That would be lovely. Something with lemon and honey please?" She asks in a dry and delicate tone of voice. Knowing that it was likely just her hangover and nothing more that was making her feel like a needy mess, Tobi opted not to burden Finn with her thoughts. Instead, she hung up her towel on the back of their door and slipped into the clothes thoughtfully laid out for her.
Turning for the clothes but still clutching her towel against herself, Tobi nods. "That would be lovely. Something with lemon and honey please?" She asks in a dry and delicate tone of voice. Knowing that it was likely just her hangover and nothing more that was making her feel like a needy mess, Tobi opted not to burden Finn with her thoughts. Instead, she hung up her towel on the back of their door and slipped into the clothes thoughtfully laid out for her.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
