when you bury your pain
Finn feels alert, tanned and put together. Buttoning his shirt as he follows October down to his front door, he raises an eyebrow at the letters she kicks to the side, before leaning to pick them up, shuffle them into a small pile, and set them down on a side table. "I'll get to those later," he says with an easy smile, reaching out to unlock the door and hold it open for her to go first.
She says she looks terrible and he tilts his head, quietly charmed by the idea. "I don't think you ever look terrible, Tobi," he says. "But do you want to head down to your apartment before we go out? I'm not sure of the time, but I think those breakfast bowls will still be there by the time you get a little more comfortable." He steps out and clicks the door shut behind them, before leading the way down through the Tower.
She says she looks terrible and he tilts his head, quietly charmed by the idea. "I don't think you ever look terrible, Tobi," he says. "But do you want to head down to your apartment before we go out? I'm not sure of the time, but I think those breakfast bowls will still be there by the time you get a little more comfortable." He steps out and clicks the door shut behind them, before leading the way down through the Tower.
THE SPYGLASS
you only strengthen its roots
