October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
Tobi isn't quite at the beach...instead she feels like she's on a picnic in some hidden alpine meadow. There are flowers all around, and a wind that's as warm as it is sweet. The sun is high and hot above and her toes are wiggling into the dirt and the long, soft grasses.
But then the music stops as she knew it would, and the world she'd been imagining disappears. "Mmmmm take me back." Tobi protests through a playful whine, her long lashes fluttering open and her eyes slightly squinted as if there were really a sun high above them instead of a lacklustre ceiling. "I'm glad you kept the strings." She says, lifting her wrist to her nose and smelling as if the perfume of sweet foods and honeysuckle might still be on her skin.
Leaning back and closing her eyes once more to enjoy the fleeting images behind her eyelids, the doctor smiles to no-one in particular. 'Thank you.' She says eventually, opening her heads and turning her gaze towards Finn. "I really enjoyed that."
But then the music stops as she knew it would, and the world she'd been imagining disappears. "Mmmmm take me back." Tobi protests through a playful whine, her long lashes fluttering open and her eyes slightly squinted as if there were really a sun high above them instead of a lacklustre ceiling. "I'm glad you kept the strings." She says, lifting her wrist to her nose and smelling as if the perfume of sweet foods and honeysuckle might still be on her skin.
Leaning back and closing her eyes once more to enjoy the fleeting images behind her eyelids, the doctor smiles to no-one in particular. 'Thank you.' She says eventually, opening her heads and turning her gaze towards Finn. "I really enjoyed that."
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
