October
when the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and the road has been too long
Not wanting to draw too much attention to the perfectly currated life they're making for themselves, Tobi does allow herself a moment to image it just the same: Finn and Ever pouring over whatever books the pair of them could get their hands on, Finn grabbing his guitar only to return home hours later surprised at how many encores he'd been begged to play.
'I don't think either of us will melt.' Tobi says of the rain as she rises as well, throwing away their napkins and glancing towards the door where two coats were hung. Neither coat looked like it should belong to the two of them, and really, they didn't. Tobi's was a sleek and almost seductive-looking black affair, while Finn's was a shocking plum colour. But beggars and all that.
'Come on, I'll get the door for you.' Tobi says with a playful laugh, offering Finn a wink so that he might not take this quip to be an actual jab about how awkward it had been for her to come in that morning.
~FIN
'I don't think either of us will melt.' Tobi says of the rain as she rises as well, throwing away their napkins and glancing towards the door where two coats were hung. Neither coat looked like it should belong to the two of them, and really, they didn't. Tobi's was a sleek and almost seductive-looking black affair, while Finn's was a shocking plum colour. But beggars and all that.
'Come on, I'll get the door for you.' Tobi says with a playful laugh, offering Finn a wink so that he might not take this quip to be an actual jab about how awkward it had been for her to come in that morning.
~FIN
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
for the lucky and the strong
