by broken* » Fri Sep 16, 2011 2:26 pm
(justgot back, sorry!! ^^)
Phoebe woke up the next morning, still soaking wet and in the garden, but somethign was different. She was curled up against Alek, his arms wrapped aorund her, her head on his chest. She didn't really botherto move, she'd admit she was comfortable, plus he was like a brother to her and said he saw her the same way, so what was the harm?
Andy awoke the next morning, the picture frams still clutched to his chest, and sighed as he sat up an put itdown, running a hand through his messy hair. He'd screwed up, bigtim.e
--phoebe -- she/her -- pansexual--
