October
I can be the wall
when you fall down
when you fall down
As the door to Finn's apartment closes behind them, she remembers vividly the painfully sweet and triumphant smile on Finn's lips when he'd slammed his hand in it, that Tobi might have to stay with him. Swallowing hard, she kicks aside the mail piled up, and as he showers, she stares at it, debating throwing it away—the letters from her, at least. Before she can decide one way or the other, she's on her feet as a mirror screams to the floor. But when Finn emerges, his expression is blank, and he wordlessly gets into the bed.
Having placed a glass of water by his bed, Tobi shifts, sleeping pressed into a ball against the backs of his knees. Each time Finn moves, her head rises, her ears perked forward, and her eyes watch the rise of fall of his chest until she's content that he's alright. Tobi hardly sleeps, but she doesn't mind. While Finn had been gone she'd had plenty of sleepless nights, and though this was another, it was a different sort of sleeplessness that she was much happier to endure.
When Finn stirs into what has been the closest to wakefulness in hours, Tobi places her head on his thigh, whining a low note and pressing her nose down to see if she could rouse him at all.
Having placed a glass of water by his bed, Tobi shifts, sleeping pressed into a ball against the backs of his knees. Each time Finn moves, her head rises, her ears perked forward, and her eyes watch the rise of fall of his chest until she's content that he's alright. Tobi hardly sleeps, but she doesn't mind. While Finn had been gone she'd had plenty of sleepless nights, and though this was another, it was a different sort of sleeplessness that she was much happier to endure.
When Finn stirs into what has been the closest to wakefulness in hours, Tobi places her head on his thigh, whining a low note and pressing her nose down to see if she could rouse him at all.
find me on the rocks
when you break down
when you break down
