PHOEBE
Phoebe sighed and shook her head. ”It’s more a nuisance. I hope it’s just…a weird dragon phase.” she said. She knew children could go through similar phases, where they were fascinated with all the more intimate aspects of life. The only difference is that she couldn’t seem to explain any of it to Pim the way she could a child. That in and of itself made it infinitely more difficult to deal with.”Can I spend the night are your place tonight?” she asked him. Perhaps an odd question to come after their previous conversation, but she didn’t let her mind go that direction. ”I just…I don’t want to be in a house all alone again because I think too much. I promise not to bother you and Ronin, I’ll even look after Aoife for you.” she offered.
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?
