Seeing that Rayne was genuinely interested in what he was doing, a smile returns to Phil's face. He shifts a little, scooting the notepad closer to her. There were doodles, scribbled notes and crossed out words. Only part of one stanza was clearly written and Phil sings a short tune as he reads it off.
"Walking down the street,
Looking in the window panes.
I see all sorts of pretty things,
And I can see your smile."
Stopping, he gestures as he talks, clearly having envisioned what he wanted the end result to look like. "I picture like this couple walking along the sidewalk window shopping. Holding hands. And as the guy looks into the window, he sees the girl's smile reflected in the pane. And even though he sees all these pretty things for sale, he knows that it's that smile he wants more than anything else."
A little bit of color comes to Phil's face and he shifts the notepad to doodle again. "It's just... something that came to mind I guess. I usually sick to the praise songs - Kyle's better at the love songs." He chuckles. "Probably because he's been there. But I thought I'd give this one a shot. Maybe nice upbeat but gentle music."
After Chance comes back into the building, he heads to the infirmary, passing Katie on the way and giving her a little smile and nod. Finding out from Rick that Destiny would be okay, Chance can feel the relief, and he takes up a chair near the bed to be there when Destiny woke up. He knew he shouldn't display too much affection around here, lest he get in even more trouble with Reese, but that didn't mean he couldn't at least be here.
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