PHOEBE
”Twenty.” Now that made her giggle. ”Not quite.” she said, tucking her face against his chest so he couldn’t see it. She knew her intended lie would show all over her face, but she really wanted to get a small rise out of him, just to lift his mood a bit. It was never good to go to bed brooding on things. ”I just turned fifteen last season.” she said before biting her lip to hold back the snickering.She held out as long as she could – which was probably just long enough for him to begin to panic. And once he did, or reacted however it was he would react, she began to snicker and giggle, looking up at him then. ”I’m just kidding, I’m eighteen.” she said.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
