October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"Well, if he ever steps over your lines, I suppose we'll find out." Tobi says with a soft hrrmph! into Finn's shirt indicating that was to be the extent of her hypothesizing.
"..maybeeee." Tobi hums as she yawns. In the back of her mind she wonders if she can convince to try sleeping like this once a week. Or maybe just napping like this? Or even—
"—is it? That sounds more like a teenager love story to me." She says, stretching out one of her arms to better wrap it around Finn. "That sort of love burns hot but fast normally. But I suppose if they're getting married again, it's working out for them." Or maybe it really wasn't working out and so they needed to recommit themselves to one another...though, nothing in Ronin's proposal-story had given Tobi any reason to think that was true.
"..maybeeee." Tobi hums as she yawns. In the back of her mind she wonders if she can convince to try sleeping like this once a week. Or maybe just napping like this? Or even—
"—is it? That sounds more like a teenager love story to me." She says, stretching out one of her arms to better wrap it around Finn. "That sort of love burns hot but fast normally. But I suppose if they're getting married again, it's working out for them." Or maybe it really wasn't working out and so they needed to recommit themselves to one another...though, nothing in Ronin's proposal-story had given Tobi any reason to think that was true.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
