I'll Be There For You

phoebe Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you, and annoint you Oh yes. That sigh definitely made Phoebe feel better. Loads better. Nothing like an outward sign of exasperation to make a girl feel like they weren’t being a nuisance. Have you noted the sarcasm in the narrators writing tone yet? Because if you haven’t, you should now, if only because it was stated. Phoebe’s only reaction to the sighed was to lift a hand and roughly rub at the tears in her eyes. His apology was a surprise, and she chanced to look at him again. ”It’s okay…I’m just being selfish I guess. I haven’t really slept either.” she said quietly. It had been stupid of her to say anything at all, airing her concerns and worries to him while he was still healing and hurting. She really was as dumb as Ludo probably thought she was. She also held out little hope that he would make her worries important to him. Why would he? He was just trying to get her to stop having a pity party when she didn’t deserve one. The blonde nodded when he asked if he could sleep. ”Of course. Here, just drink this quick before you do. It will help with the pain.” she said, offering him a small cup of tea. It was something else she had snitched from the infirmary, and she had brewed it to be strong, covering the bitterness with a hint of honey.