Wishy-Washy Fool

Phoebe Steadman I've dropped out, burned up Fought my way back from the dead "Oh, okay." she said, nodding a bit as he explained the meaning. Pet names weren't new to her, and one as generic as that certainly didn't bother her any. What caused a blush to raise to her cheeks was the wish he had made. "A new beginning with me." she repeated a bit bluntly, too taken aback by it. A tinge of guilt squeezed her heart though as he spoke of messing up, and she shook her head a little. "You didn't mess up...not too long ago you would have had me wrapped around your finger." she said with a mirthless laugh. "I'm just...a mess. Getting close quickly...I just don't think I can do that again for my sanity's sake." she said softly. She shrugged a bit at his additional comments though, not sure herself what would and wouldn't work anymore, aware she was actively pushing away from any such closeness. "What is your plan then?"