PHOEBE
Phoebe twisted her hair into a bun atop her head, securing it with its own weight. Perks of thick hair. "Maybe. If you don't get frustrated with me and just let me flail in the Oasis." she said with a laugh. She saw him glance up towards Pim and she smiled. "Don't worry about Pim. Frey gave him to me for protection but he is nice once he gets used to you." she assured.She was doing her best, not to look at the shorts, her cheeks reddening a bit at the slight look she already did get. "K-keep it? Oh I can't do that!" she said feeling badly. But...well it would make getting dressed easier. So she pulled her skirt back on after ringing out his shirt a bit. "I'll wash it and bring it back to you." she promised. Pim landed next to her and she tied her shirt around his neck like a cape. The offer to walk her home took her by surprise though. "O-oh, well...that would be nice." she said, blushing as she put her slip on shoes back on her dainty fleet.
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?
