October
let me see you through
'cause i've seen the dark side too.
'cause i've seen the dark side too.
You're in the chair next to Finn's bed, a book in your hands, and wonder upon wonders, normal clothes. For you that just means legging and a sweatshirt, but it's a rare sight indeed for you to wear anything other than your scrubs. But this was an intentional choice: you overstepped with Finn earlier in his apartment, acting as both doctor and friend and doing neither well. Besides, with his hand bandaged up there's nothing else you can do for him; any magical intervention would be clear at this point, and you can't unbandage the hand to sprinkle shavings of your horn on it without it being suspicious. So Finn will just have to heal the old fashioned way.
As for you? Well. You're going to have to do better.
You let your emotions get the better of you and it clouded your judgement. You let some strange version of pride make you believe that you could take care of Finn better than anyone else, and so you squirrelled him away and look how that has gone. So as Finn blinks himself into consciousness, you put your bookmark on the page you just finished and turn toward him with a soft smile. "How are you feeling?"
As for you? Well. You're going to have to do better.
You let your emotions get the better of you and it clouded your judgement. You let some strange version of pride make you believe that you could take care of Finn better than anyone else, and so you squirrelled him away and look how that has gone. So as Finn blinks himself into consciousness, you put your bookmark on the page you just finished and turn toward him with a soft smile. "How are you feeling?"
When the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
Nothing you confess could make me love you less
& you don't know what to do
Nothing you confess could make me love you less
