Secret Keeper

It was Phoebe’s turn to stare back at him in confusion. Though, while Remi looked distinctly avian in doing so, Phoebe resembled closer to what the narrators would call a chibi character. Frankly, it was a shame this universe did not know chibi art – Phoebe would have loved its adorableness. Anyways she did not stay cutely wide-eyed long, his explanation of what he meant by ‘old’ clicking after a moment or two. Her cheeks flushed a pale pink in embarrassment. ”Oh! Of course you did! Now I feel stupid…” she said, then started to giggle a bit. ”I was having a really hard time picturing you snuggling up with a really old man. I should’ve realized what you meant right then.” It was rather comical to envision. It wasn’t terribly uncommon for an older man to have a younger wife or girlfriend – trophy wives she had heard them called – but imagining Remi in that situation? She giggled again. With his accent and his looks, he probably could get a…oh what had she heard them called…a dessert…something…syrup? No….Sugar daddy! A sugar daddy! Remi could get a sugar daddy! Oh Phoebe, stop thinking like that! Her cheeks turned red now for having even the gall to think that. ”Well…if there is anything I can do to help you at all, just say the word, okay?” she said with a bright smile. He was going to be going out of his way to help her after all! It was the least she could do to offer whatever help he might need. Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world