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Bonnie grinned when there was a knock on the front door. Only one person she knew just showed up unannounced. Usually, Marceline just waltzed right in if the door was unlocked, but Bonnie was left home alone, and she'd locked it after her uncle.

She grabbed the keys and unlocked it, a big smile on her face. It faded a little when it wasn't Marceline behind the door. It was Finn, stood there in his signature bear hat, grinning earnestly.

"Oh," Bonnie frowned in surprise. "Finn, hi. What brings you here?"

"I haven't seen you in forever," Finn said, and Bonnie had to admit that it had been a while since she spent time with Finn, Jake, Lady and everyone else. She'd stopped bothering to text them; they hardly invited her to things, and she was sick of asking to tag along. Frankly, she was better friends with Marceline. "Are you busy?"

"Not particularly," Bonnie said. She wondered if Marceline would show up at all, but she tended to wonder that every day. Maybe she was working. "Come in."

She opened the door wider to allow him in and he skipped over the threshold, kicking off his trainers. "So, how come you've been hiding out in your house all summer? Crazy studying again?"

Bonnie figured Lady must've told him about that. She wondered if she'd mentioned her 'Bonnie likes Marceline' theory to any of them. Hopefully not Elle. "Nah, I've hung with Marceline and video chatted with Bubba a couple times. Not completely antisocial, just... spending time with people who make the effort, you know?"

It was a not so subtle dig, and it wasn't directed towards him. He was here and making the effort, and Bonnie had always considered Finn to be a sweet kid. He seemed to notice the way she worded it, because his usual grin faded a little bit. "Oh, okay. Well, we were all gonna go to the beach on Saturday, if you want to come."

"Yeah, maybe. Just sometimes I feel like I end up sitting by myself because you're all talking about other things." Bonnie shrugged. It felt like a pity invite, and she knew that if Marceline asked her to do something, she'd definitely go with that. Not that Marceline ever made any advance plans. "Come on, we can sit down in the lounge. You want anything to drink?"

"Do you have any soda?" Finn asked, "I'll drink anything."

"Probably why you're always so bouncy," Bonnie replied, walking towards the kitchen, "must be all the bubbles. I've always wondered if you actually sleep."

Finn laughed, following behind her with his usual bounce in his step. "Nope. Danger never rests, and neither do I."

She opened up the fridge and passed him a can of coke, "Here you go. Let's sit down."

"Hey, Bonnie?" Finn asked as he followed her into the living room. "Do you really think we don't make the effort to spend time with you?"

"Well... yes," Bonnie admitted as she sat down. She hadn't expected him to ask. "I suppose it's understandable. Quieter people are more likely to be forgotten, and I'm the newest addition to your friend group, so I'm sure that plays a factor as well. More than likely, it'll be that the novelty of the 'new girl from abroad' merely wore off."

"Well... I like hanging with you," Finn said, pausing to sip his drink, "you're cool. And you don't go telling people things I say like the other girls do. I tried asking Lady for advice on asking Phoebe out when I had a crush on her, and she told her. Like, who does that?"

Bonnie chuckled, and appreciated the warning, even if it wasn't intended that way. "Some girls are like that. It's not necessarily a bad thing, they just like to gossip with their friends. Lady's been trying to get a few things out of me, but... she hasn't been successful."