Secret Keeper

Phoebe was thrown off by how sure Remi seemed that she would be oblivious to a man's advances. "Yes I would!! Wouldn't they just...isn't it like...they just...it uhm...well...maybe! I don't know!" she huffed, stumbling over her words in an effort to defend herself. And failing, miserably. She was sweet and innocent, she assumed very little of anyone's intentions, and was incredibly oblivious for it. Really she could have a line of men out the door holding bouquets and chocolates in their best suits, and unless one of them said 'Phoebe, I think you're beautiful and would like to be in a serious romantic relationship with you' she probably would just think everyone was being nice. So he had a point. Bother. Suggest something old fashioned? Well, she was a tad old fashioned if no one had noticed - if only because that had been her upbringing. But her brows knit together at his statement. "What do you mean you aren't on their good side? Celosia was the only one they got short with." she said in confusion. She did not know about his other run in with the diety, nor the consequences he suffered for it. He did have a point though. Rushing this might not be good for a number of reasons. Frey hadn't actually given her a timeline...and in their first interaction had actually said they thought one's first time should be with someone she loved. Perhaps...perhaps the task was less about having sex and more about exploring the sexual aspect of her personality? And to do so...she would have to go through her romantic half first. She would have to seek it out, rather than waiting around for it to happen. It did strike her then, that Frey did seem as if they would appreciate someone taking active control of that part of their life. Is that what she really needed to do? Phoebe did not take the term 'boyfriend' as childishly as Remi heard it. But it did bring a little color to her cheeks, when she put it in context. There wasn't a better word for it that she could think of either frankly. "That...makes a lot of sense based on what I learned of the diety this last time...I should've come to you sooner instead of sitting in my house anxious about it. she said with a sigh. But it didn't relieve her stress. "But...how do I go about doing that then? I don't...I'm not any good at this. What man would want a boring, vanilla mess like me anyways?" she mumbled with a frown. That statement had really gotten under her skin. Boring. She didn't want to be boring. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world