PHOEBE
Phoebe looked up in surprise at the sound of the familiar low voice. "Oh, hi Sunjata." she said with a small smile as she looked up at him. Her smile broadened to see the flower crown she had made still on his head, her own nestled into her blonde waves. "I should hope so, I made them with the season and Frey in mind." she said brightly. Brown eyes settled back towards the dancing which she had been watching before he approached, reminiscing about the year before, and dancing with Emmett. It was hard not to be melancholy with such memories bubbling up.
But Sunjata seemed to have read her mind and asked her to dance. She looked up at him with a raised brow - a bit surprised he asked her given the sort of distance he liked to keep between them since they split up - but it eventually melted into a soft smile. "I'd love to dance."
But Sunjata seemed to have read her mind and asked her to dance. She looked up at him with a raised brow - a bit surprised he asked her given the sort of distance he liked to keep between them since they split up - but it eventually melted into a soft smile. "I'd love to dance."
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
