 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Pheebs Calypso was never going to get out of bed if she didn't get up now, and she'd wasted half of her Saturday already, so she got up. Still dressed in her pjs (but with no blanket cape, for fear of being made fun of), Phoebe had her favorite book under one arm and a bag of snacks in the other. She plopped down in a chair next to Drake, and set her things on the side table. She sort of wished it was a couch so that she could lean on him while reading her book, but it was not a couch at all and Phoebe had already made herself semi-cozy. But now she wanted a blanket to warm herself under (and hide from other kids if necessary). "Roscoe?" she asked curiously. Who was her friend talking to? Phoebe didn't know any Roscoes. She looked around, still not seeing anyone. |