October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Accepting his hand gratefully, Tobi heaves herself to her feet with a winded sigh as she brushes a bit of hair away from her forehead. "No, I suppose you haven't." She chuckles. "Either way it'll be a bit..." Awkward? Uncomfortable? Sad? Tobi shrugs. "Either I say I don't want to say who it is which would cause wild speculations, or...I say it's you, and have to explain that we...you know." He probably doesn't know, but Tobi finds herself silenced by the heat she suddenly feels on her cheeks and creeping up the back of her neck.
Walking toward the door, the worst of the conversation likely past such that they can probably get breakfast safely now without anyone needing to sit down, now it's Tobi's turn to hold the door open for Finn.
Walking toward the door, the worst of the conversation likely past such that they can probably get breakfast safely now without anyone needing to sit down, now it's Tobi's turn to hold the door open for Finn.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
