Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Phoebe shrugged at his question, desperately trying to get the black stains off her face and hands as she hyperventilated slightly. "He hasn't come back since leaving me at the jail. I think that probably answers that." she said, hiccupping lightly as she tried to sniffle. What else could it mean? He was glad to be rid of her monstrous self. Who would want to continue a friendship with someone who tried to eat you after all?
She shook her head slightly at his explanation. "It's not, but I can't exactly prove to you that it isn't. It's rage is focused on me now, not others." she said, starting to get a handle on her emotions, as weak as it was. "So I guess it makes sense you wouldn't want to be near me. Sorry." she whispered.
