PHOEBE
Phoebe was usually pretty easy to predict, but suddenly her mood shifted. Instead of taking his words as they were, a joke, her brow furrowed, and expression fell. "I'm not that much younger than you okay? And just because I am doesn't mean my life hasn't had difficult things happen like yours. You don't have to force people to fight for their lives for them to suffer you know." she snapped, anger clear as day on her face, coming out of nowhere."You're not eighty either." she grumbled, trying to get off him. But his arms were there, blocking her. "I get it, nothing of importance could have possibly happened in my life. Its whatever." she grumbled, turning her face to look away from him.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
