October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"Mmmmhmm." Tobi agrees, glancing up into the pitch black sky and imagining the flurry of snow that had fallen on them that night. It would be wrong to say she's just as unsure about her relationship with Finn as she had been back then, but it would be equally wrong to say she had a good handle on things now.
Beaming at Finn over a mound of cream and sparkly salt, Tobi doesn't try to hide her delight that the hot chocolate isn't nearly so bad as they both knew Finn assumed it would be. "Sure, if you like. But first, I just wanted to say..." Tobi's cheeks round as she takes a moment to fight her lips that isn't bashful and amused. "Ever told me what the two of you talked about the other day." She begins, and then hurries on before Finn's stomach can slosh down to his ankles. "I think you handled it really well."
Beaming at Finn over a mound of cream and sparkly salt, Tobi doesn't try to hide her delight that the hot chocolate isn't nearly so bad as they both knew Finn assumed it would be. "Sure, if you like. But first, I just wanted to say..." Tobi's cheeks round as she takes a moment to fight her lips that isn't bashful and amused. "Ever told me what the two of you talked about the other day." She begins, and then hurries on before Finn's stomach can slosh down to his ankles. "I think you handled it really well."
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
