PHOEBE
She briefly considered clarifying, but she didn't think he would understand. He had Ronin - he had found the person that matched him. What if hers didn't exist? What if everything she wanted was simply a pipe dream? What was even the point of existing if the one thing you knew would make you feel complete wasn't in the cards for you? Phoebe glanced at him as he laid back, then refilled her own glass to the brim. "I appreciate that...I look forward to the day when you are no longer burdened with my troubles." she said quietly.The young blonde took a long drink of her whiskey, downing about half the glass, pausing to enjoy the burn. "I asked you to come here to share good news and now I've gone and wrecked that too." she sighed.
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
I wanna hear my sound
Don't care about all the pain in front of me
'Cause I'm just trying to be happy
