Phoebe was so bloody glad to be out of the house. Summer, something she'd been anticipating since September 1st, was not living up to its expectations. Of course, five months ago she thought she'd have her very first 'summer lovin' as the cast of Grease this year had so lovingly sang this year. But--that had dropped rather fast, and while Phoebe was willing to be friends with Elphias now, she was not willing to sit around and pout about it anymore. Nope! She was an independent woman, she would go on dates with boys that weren't Elphias, and she would spend her day window shopping with Meredin and.
Yes.
Independent woman.
"Hi! Hi, sorry, sorry I'm late," Phoebe let out in a flustered tone, pulling out the ponytail she'd only tied up minutes before. She grinned widely though, stopping about an arms length in front of him. "I was visiting my nephew and I haven't seen him in ages and he's just--amazing, so I--forgot. But then I had to change because---" could totally blame this on Cedric, but he was too sweet for her to, "I kind of spilled juice all over me, so."
Phoebe shrugged gently, a teeth clicking together in a sheepish, yet amused grin.
"From a supposedly baby-proof cup, even."
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