Tummy Rumblies

Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet ”Ah…I think so? That is what I had heard at least…and that people who were born here call themselves Naturals?” she said a bit nervously as she second guessed herself. Was that not what they were being called? Had she been making a mistake all this time? Or maybe naturals called them something meaner behind their backs? She supposed that was possible…”Interesting?” she said in surprise. That…wasn’t what she had been expecting at all. He…thought it was interesting that she wasn’t from here? ”Hey, I know it isn’t all glamorous, but you wanna sit up here with me for a bit?” Phoebe looked surprised, staring at him wide eyed for a moment. He…wanted her to stick around and…talk? And get tea? This was definitely now how she had imagined her day going when she had decided to go to the market and daydream while window-shopping for food. ”Uh-uhm…” Suddenly, without prompting, her subconscious reminded her what Frey had said. ”Put yourself out there.” Normally she would have shied away from something like this, so out of the blue and impromptu but…that would be the opposite of putting herself out there, right? ”that…sounds nice. I don’t have anything else to do anyways.” she said with a small smile.