October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"How would you...?" Shaking her head and causing a flurry of static to fall across her field of vision, Tobi decides she is in no state to be asking such things. Maybe Finn can see the future now. Maybe there's some sort of two-way glass between their apartment and Ronin and Remi's. Stranger things had happened.
Finn's silence is telling, and despite the pounding in her temples Tobi manages to open her eyes long enough to offer Finn a reassuring smile. "Okay, well we can talk about it later once you know? And yes. That would be amazing. I might go sit under the shower, if you'd like to...?" Awkwardly sit in silence? That was probably what it would be, and hungover or not, this was a mess of Tobi's making and she had no right to ask Finn to piece her back together. "...or we can talk after." She mumbles, smiling.
Making her way into the bathroom, Tobi closes her eyes and sighs. It's a long and low sigh that seems to empty the air from the pit of her stomach. She feels foolish and perhaps a little sad, though maybe that's just the hangover. Either way, water will absolutely make her feel better and if by some miracle it doesn't, at least she won't smell.
Finn's silence is telling, and despite the pounding in her temples Tobi manages to open her eyes long enough to offer Finn a reassuring smile. "Okay, well we can talk about it later once you know? And yes. That would be amazing. I might go sit under the shower, if you'd like to...?" Awkwardly sit in silence? That was probably what it would be, and hungover or not, this was a mess of Tobi's making and she had no right to ask Finn to piece her back together. "...or we can talk after." She mumbles, smiling.
Making her way into the bathroom, Tobi closes her eyes and sighs. It's a long and low sigh that seems to empty the air from the pit of her stomach. She feels foolish and perhaps a little sad, though maybe that's just the hangover. Either way, water will absolutely make her feel better and if by some miracle it doesn't, at least she won't smell.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
