October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
"Is that what we're doing?" Tobi asks with a bubbly laugh. "We're making small talk about work?" Rolling her eyes playfully in Ronin's direction, the doctor leans again the counter and takes a healthy sip of her wine. Amazingly, none of her lipstick transfers to the glass. (#ThanksSera). "Other than all those poor recruits who I have to bandage up day in and day out thanks to your training schedule, things aren't too bad." She replies breezily, not really wanting to get into the nitty-gritty details and bring morale down.
"How's living on a houseboat?" Tobi wonders in an obvious gesture to change the subject. "I think I'd get seasick, honestly." Whether or not that was true seemed entirely irrelevant.
"How's living on a houseboat?" Tobi wonders in an obvious gesture to change the subject. "I think I'd get seasick, honestly." Whether or not that was true seemed entirely irrelevant.
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
