PHOEBE
Nope. Not concussed. Just very, very drunk with a very bad case of the spins. But she didn't mind. She rather liked the spinny feeling. It reminded her of playground toys that her brother would spin until she flew off into the grass. She half-sighed, half-groaned, pulling herself up so she could see Remi better. Clearly she was trying to make herself look serious, but it looked more like a comical impression of someone being serious. "I can think of wayyyyyy worse people to have sex with, okay? Like...I've had sex with worse people." she said, snorting a bit as she dissolved into a fit of snickers. "But look, that isn't even the point. I would do anything for you Remi and if you want a baby and this is how it has the happen then this is how it has to happen. It's not about having sex with you it's about helping you have a baby that is yours. That's it." she said and shrugged. "It's not like the potion takes away my ability to say yes or no, it just means I'll be the most inexperienced participant...rather than the most inexperienced and awkward participant." She said, snickering again.
"But you don't gotta either. If it's too weird for you or you just don't want a baby it's fine. It's just...there for you. You're not confined by the fact that you don't like girls so that means you can't make a baby with the person you do love."
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
