PHOEBE
Let you go and the lonely in
To take my heart again
To take my heart again
She would have toasted him, but instead held the flask tight in her hands. It was the only thing she could maybe whack him with if he tried to press her further.
But he didn't, settling back and instead pointed out the obvious. "I am aware. My best friend is Frey after all." she said, rolling her eyes. "It isn't about needing them, it is wanting them. I've spent enough of my time throwing myself at men who say they will give me that but ultimately won't that...I'd rather wait to have those things for certain now." she said softly, looking down at her flask for a moment.
His additional question caught her off guard, anshe glanced up at him again. For a moment she was silent, considering. "I did once before. It isn't outside the realm of possibility. But from what I've heard, I am not your type." she said.
But he didn't, settling back and instead pointed out the obvious. "I am aware. My best friend is Frey after all." she said, rolling her eyes. "It isn't about needing them, it is wanting them. I've spent enough of my time throwing myself at men who say they will give me that but ultimately won't that...I'd rather wait to have those things for certain now." she said softly, looking down at her flask for a moment.
His additional question caught her off guard, anshe glanced up at him again. For a moment she was silent, considering. "I did once before. It isn't outside the realm of possibility. But from what I've heard, I am not your type." she said.
