Saturday Afternoon
Phoebe was sitting at her desk, reading through one of the books that had been on the list she had been given by Mr. Winchester. While she was glad that Cole had people willing to help him with his problems from his old life like Aziraphale and Mr. Winchester, she had no plans to be sitting on the sidelines when anything happened. This was her boyfriend -- her soulmate -- and she would be at his side come what may.
Well, she would if the migraine from all of the coughing she was doing would let up and allow her to study.
The cough she was fighting with turned into a curse as the glass of tea she reached for was knocked over by her hand and shattered on the floor.
"Damn it."
Well, she would if the migraine from all of the coughing she was doing would let up and allow her to study.
The cough she was fighting with turned into a curse as the glass of tea she reached for was knocked over by her hand and shattered on the floor.
"Damn it."