PHOEBE
"Yes I do." Phoebe said, wrinkling her nose. "I don't have a point of reference personally, but if some of the stuff I've heard other people talk about is true then it wasn't very good." she said. She grabbed the whiskey bottle, struggling to pour it into her cup. Some got on the blanket, but it would wash.Somewhere, deep down, his words about Aoife clicked with something that not so drunk her would have anticipated being an issue. But only once they were out of his mouth did she realize what she might have implied. "No, I know. I know she is." Phoebe said, smiling a bit. "I didn't mean it like that I meant more like...the option to add to your family. It's not about like...not being happy with Aoife or not loving Aoife or not thinking Aoife is good enough cause you didn't make her. It's an addition to Aoife. The option for her to have a brother or sister." she sighed and looked at her cup of alcohol, brow furrowing. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it sound like Aoife wasn't yours. That wasn't at all my thought when I asked Frey to help make it possible." she said.
"Is it?" she asked bluntly, alcohol making her bold. "Or are you gonna leave and avoid me forever cause it's awkward?"
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
