PHOEBE
”Nope, it wasn’t at all. So you’ll have to forgive me for being extra worried about everyone and everything this week.” she said with a soft sigh and a smile. Her guard was up, and any red flag became a major concern.She couldn’t help but laugh a bit at his relief, shaking her head a bit. ”Oh, I’m sure you do.” she said with a bit of a snicker. What man didn’t think that, really? But his protest at her comment of cleverness had her raising a brow. ”I mean anyone can say something crass to get a rise out of a person. So by clever I suppose I mean thoughtful. Inspired.” she said with a bit of a shrug.
Ah, but there it was. Drugs. She sighed and crossed her arms, pursing her lips as he explained his situation. ”If you want me to take my clothes off and sleep with you, you’ll have to work a little harder than that I’m afraid.” she said with a light laugh, shaking her head. ”And as far as drugs, how often do you use them for recreational purposes and what do you use?” she asked.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
