PHOEBE
”I will have to give it a try sometime.” she said with a small smile. She could think of lots of ways such a thing could be used medically anyways. Especially now that she had the numbing poultice, she could use the tranquilizer to actually make someone sleep through a painful procedure. Really, she wondered briefly why she hadn’t considered it before.But the hand on her arm caught her very much by surprise and she startled a bit, looking at him wide eyed with concern. Was something wrong? Her heart began to race and then…a compliment? Her cheeks blaze red again, seemingly in a perpetual state of blush, and she looks away bashfully. ”You’re really too kind.” she said with a small smile, her modesty shining through. ”I hope you like it.” she said as she takes her seat, hopeful that the cake is appreciated just as much as the main meal was.
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?
