if we ever stop talking, sing me a song
Quietly, but not so quietly that her presence might go unnoticed, Tobi follows Finn into the kitchen once it becomes clear he isn't planning on coming back to bed. Like most canines, October is an excellent sleeper, but so too is she able to wake up without a trace of drowsiness when needed. This morning she's mostly awake, despite the yawn she hides with the back of her hand.
Pressing her fingertips against Finn's sides that he might fully register her presence, Tobi slides her hands around his chest as she places her cheek against his back. "Morning." She mumbles against him, nuzzling between his shoulder blades. Knowing better than to ask how he slept (or if he slept), she merely marks the time of day and makes a mental note to suggest that they nap that afternoon. "Yes you woke me, but I don't mind. I like having coffee with you in the morning." Tobi adds with a soft smile as her fingertips lace together around Finn and she gives him a gentle backwards hug.
Pressing her fingertips against Finn's sides that he might fully register her presence, Tobi slides her hands around his chest as she places her cheek against his back. "Morning." She mumbles against him, nuzzling between his shoulder blades. Knowing better than to ask how he slept (or if he slept), she merely marks the time of day and makes a mental note to suggest that they nap that afternoon. "Yes you woke me, but I don't mind. I like having coffee with you in the morning." Tobi adds with a soft smile as her fingertips lace together around Finn and she gives him a gentle backwards hug.
October
