Farrow
Farrow shook her head a bit, tucking her pencil away and letting her journal drop back to dangle by her hip. "College? I don't know. I was never formally educated. Everything I know was passed to me from my mother or self-taught." there was a small wistful glint in Farrow's eyes as she seems to stare straight though Phoebe. "probably would have been amazing though."
And then in occurred to Farrow that she might be holding this nice woman from her own endeavors, and she ducked her head, a little blush rising on her face once more.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm probably keeping you from your shopping right? I can- I can go if you need."
And then in occurred to Farrow that she might be holding this nice woman from her own endeavors, and she ducked her head, a little blush rising on her face once more.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm probably keeping you from your shopping right? I can- I can go if you need."
When in doubt, use nettles
