// heart strung, young and dumb, yeah we had no fear
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
way back when we said we'd both be millionaires //
Unless of course, Tobi did need a secret room. A room where she could get away from it rather than have to deal with the trek home, a room without getting anyone else involved. But Sera was typically a bit more bold of a woman when it came to it, never shying away from this sort of topic of conversation. So all she can do is flash an easy smile, an innocently playful roll of her shoulders.
The question of time, however, has her brows furrowing, calculating it as she tries to figure it out. “Hmm… Not on my own, no. But it certainly sounds like something Frey might be willing to help with.” A gloved hand lifts to tap at her cheek, considering the options spread out. “I could make the room and perhaps if we go visit them they might be willing to help make it just what you need.” She offers thoughtfully, leaning over toward Tobi again and nudging her with a bundled up elbow.
“Doctor’s orders, hm?”
The question of time, however, has her brows furrowing, calculating it as she tries to figure it out. “Hmm… Not on my own, no. But it certainly sounds like something Frey might be willing to help with.” A gloved hand lifts to tap at her cheek, considering the options spread out. “I could make the room and perhaps if we go visit them they might be willing to help make it just what you need.” She offers thoughtfully, leaning over toward Tobi again and nudging her with a bundled up elbow.
“Doctor’s orders, hm?”
Seraphina
