PHOEBE
Phoebe smiled, laughing a bit at the picture that came to mind. ”Yes you should. I bet he won’t be so prepared as you.” she said with a grin. His sudden mood shift when bringing up LongNight did make her frown a little. ”We will be more prepared this year than last. And it mightn’t be so bad this year now that the barrier is down…but I still think that a very smart decision.” she said with a smile.She gasped at his question, lighting up with such joy at his question she appeared she might burst – she certainly felt it! ”Oh of course, of course!” she said excitedly. ”I would be honored and love to help! Whatever you need or want, I will make it happen!” she said with a resolute nod. ”Only the best for my brother’s wedding – but!” she said, a cheeky little grin curved her lips. ”I better be your Maid of Honor. Or Best Woman. Whatever you’d prefer.” she said teasingly.
Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated
There's a kind of a sort of : cost
There's a couple of things get: lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed
And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still, why am I not happier?
