Tobi
For a moment, Tobi isn't sure what to make of his request. She's nodding instantly of course—whatever you need, Finn ready and waiting on her lips—but she doesn't understand why. It isn't...a line, surely. Finn isn't the type, and even if he was, it seemed an odd sort of come-on, just the same. Falke, she knows, would be laughing at her were he here for this. Or judging. Probably both.
"Of course." Tobi's smile is hesitant, and despite the events of that morning, something keeps her hands where they are in her pockets rather than reaching out to brush away the frown she sees tug at his lips.
'Uh, just a second—' Turning, Tobi reaches behind her desk for a round object, not unlike a wheel. It's thicker though, about four inches wide all around, with thick rubber. "There's no way I'm strong enough for you, so let's start with this." It's said with a laugh and a mind too innocent to make the device to be anything other than the innocuous thing it is. "Come sit?" Leading by example, Tobi sinks down onto the plush rug on her floor. "Do you want me to show you how it works first?"
"Of course." Tobi's smile is hesitant, and despite the events of that morning, something keeps her hands where they are in her pockets rather than reaching out to brush away the frown she sees tug at his lips.
'Uh, just a second—' Turning, Tobi reaches behind her desk for a round object, not unlike a wheel. It's thicker though, about four inches wide all around, with thick rubber. "There's no way I'm strong enough for you, so let's start with this." It's said with a laugh and a mind too innocent to make the device to be anything other than the innocuous thing it is. "Come sit?" Leading by example, Tobi sinks down onto the plush rug on her floor. "Do you want me to show you how it works first?"
Don't make it bad
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r
take a sad song and make it b e t t e r
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
