she sees angels in the architecture
Tobi snorts, but nods. He isn't wrong of course. "If I had more friends to play ball with, maybe my pads would have more traction." She chuckles brightly, before her expression transitions to one of pain.
It isn't like when he offered her his arm outside, with all the layers of clothing between them. But this isn't much of a moment either. She can't think about his hand around her waist or the feel of him against her but for the warbling thud that makes it feel like her pelvis is pulsing inside of her skin. Hissing in a breath as she loops her arm over his shoulde, leaning into him to take the weight off her wounded side, Tobi exhales shakily and nods. "Mmm, yeah. All those kids upstairs drank themselves silly. There needs to be clocks everywhere alcohol is served. Normally it's the sun going down—or coming back up—that makes people stop drinking." Tobi explains. "And now there's me, having hurt myself while trying to retrieve bandages." She grins, her phrasing entirely intentional in that anyone else might think her injury was workplace related.
"Thanks Finn." Tobi murmurs against him, before nodding her head back down the corridor. "Sorry for all of this. I get carried away sometimes." She says with a contrite and bashful smile.
It isn't like when he offered her his arm outside, with all the layers of clothing between them. But this isn't much of a moment either. She can't think about his hand around her waist or the feel of him against her but for the warbling thud that makes it feel like her pelvis is pulsing inside of her skin. Hissing in a breath as she loops her arm over his shoulde, leaning into him to take the weight off her wounded side, Tobi exhales shakily and nods. "Mmm, yeah. All those kids upstairs drank themselves silly. There needs to be clocks everywhere alcohol is served. Normally it's the sun going down—or coming back up—that makes people stop drinking." Tobi explains. "And now there's me, having hurt myself while trying to retrieve bandages." She grins, her phrasing entirely intentional in that anyone else might think her injury was workplace related.
"Thanks Finn." Tobi murmurs against him, before nodding her head back down the corridor. "Sorry for all of this. I get carried away sometimes." She says with a contrite and bashful smile.
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