It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
Phoebe Steadman
 the Nightingale
Midwife
Age: 28 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Nomadic | Level: 5
STR: 32 - DEX: 46 - END: 41 - LUCK: 41 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 205 - BASE ROLL: 87
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PHOEBE
He might think the hangover will be bad now, but the tonic she had given him would take the sharpest edges off of it. He limply reaches for her as he turns and she takes his hands. Their relationship might be tricky waters to navigate, but even platonic friends held hands from time to time. It was safe.

Quietly she followed him to what was apparently Edmund's old bedroom. It was a nice room, but lacked personality. The sort of blank slate Harper seemed to be yearning for. She didn't flinch as he took off his pants, having seen him in far less many times, and as he laid down she pulled the covers up over him.

Then she crawled into the other side, taking just a moment to remove her shoes. Phoebe snugged up behind him then, reaching a hand up to gently run through his hair. What came to mind then were some of the lullabies from his time that he had taught her while she was pregnant with Jude. And so, in a soft tone, she began to sing one that seemed fitting for the two of them.

"Moon river, wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way
Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see
We're after the same rainbow's end
Waitin' 'round the bend
My huckleberry friend
Moon river and me"
and then there's me, always waiting for you
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RE: It's coming down to nothing more than apathy - by Phoebe - 04-25-2023, 06:14 PM

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