October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"Oh, no you don't.." Tobi tries to argue, her smile uncertain and uncomfortable as she recalls all the stupid things she'd written to him over the past few weeks. "They're all...it's a lot of puns." She manages at last with a crooked grimace.
His suggestion is a good one, and it's just as surprising as the easy compliment he offers her. Blushing, but feeling all the more unsettled for how at ease Finn seems, she nods a touch distractedly. "Maybe just quickly? If only so that I can brush my teeth." Laughing slightly as they begin to descend the steps, she suddenly feels the need to clarify. "I hate when they feel fuzzy." Which is true, but she also doesn't want to imply that Finn might be near enough to her to smell her morning breath or...you know, anything else of that nature.
Reaching her door, Tobi quickly unlocks it (it has a combination lock, rather than a key). "Wait wherever you like." She sings out, before disappearing into another room where she frantically tries to find something to wear that's both appropriate and baggy, without taking too long lest it seem as though she's trying to impress Finn. But gods if that isn't hopelessly what she is doing, even now.
Opting to brush her teeth instead of her hair, Tobi emerges wearing leggings that end at her calves and a very flowy off-the-shoulder shirt with enough of a geometric pattern on the front of it that she hopes it disguises the press of her belly against the fabric. "That feels much better."
His suggestion is a good one, and it's just as surprising as the easy compliment he offers her. Blushing, but feeling all the more unsettled for how at ease Finn seems, she nods a touch distractedly. "Maybe just quickly? If only so that I can brush my teeth." Laughing slightly as they begin to descend the steps, she suddenly feels the need to clarify. "I hate when they feel fuzzy." Which is true, but she also doesn't want to imply that Finn might be near enough to her to smell her morning breath or...you know, anything else of that nature.
Reaching her door, Tobi quickly unlocks it (it has a combination lock, rather than a key). "Wait wherever you like." She sings out, before disappearing into another room where she frantically tries to find something to wear that's both appropriate and baggy, without taking too long lest it seem as though she's trying to impress Finn. But gods if that isn't hopelessly what she is doing, even now.
Opting to brush her teeth instead of her hair, Tobi emerges wearing leggings that end at her calves and a very flowy off-the-shoulder shirt with enough of a geometric pattern on the front of it that she hopes it disguises the press of her belly against the fabric. "That feels much better."
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
