she sees angels in the architecture
'My hero.' Tobi gushes, knowing Finn would likely scoff or argue with her and not minding one bit. From bringing her food to making sure their son is appropriately fed and received after his trek, there's almost nothing more the doctor could think of that she'd ask of Finn.
'Who else was meant to go? The same group as last time?' Tobi asks, before picking up her menu and turning without hesitation toward the breakfast deserts. Her mouth begins to water despite her stomach's protests that overly sweet things probably aren't the best choice post-hangover and pre-surgery. 'Will you share something with me?' She wonders, eyeing a sponge cake with fruit and whipped cream. (I'll share more than that with you, with men at the table one over cackle).
'Who else was meant to go? The same group as last time?' Tobi asks, before picking up her menu and turning without hesitation toward the breakfast deserts. Her mouth begins to water despite her stomach's protests that overly sweet things probably aren't the best choice post-hangover and pre-surgery. 'Will you share something with me?' She wonders, eyeing a sponge cake with fruit and whipped cream. (I'll share more than that with you, with men at the table one over cackle).
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