October
a sunflor soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
You frown deeply, folding your arms with over the top disappointment across your chest. "Not taking care of your finger hats? Finn." You scold, before relaxing into a more comfortable posture and grinning. "I'm prescribing at least two hours of guitar a day, doctor's orders."
You nod at his decision, not reading into it one way or another, but merely taking the Spyglass at his word. "Alright then." Glancing around the room then as if having just realized something, you turn back to Finn with a vague look of confusion on your face. "No more owl?" Frankly you're glad, having not liked the silent intensity of the owl.
You nod at his decision, not reading into it one way or another, but merely taking the Spyglass at his word. "Alright then." Glancing around the room then as if having just realized something, you turn back to Finn with a vague look of confusion on your face. "No more owl?" Frankly you're glad, having not liked the silent intensity of the owl.
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise
