(THIS IS NOT A PART OF THE STORY!! just a fun lil headcanon lol)
finney walked home by himself, having left his sister at the corner of Rosemary Drive—suzies street— with his headphones on, Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy by Queen blasting at full volume. he finally arrived at his house and reached into his bag to pull out his keys—they had stopped leaving a spare key under the doormat after the first missing poster had been put up—and unlocked the door, he made his way to his bedroom and threw his bag onto the floor, removing his shirt almost immediately after and running towards his desk to grab the scissors. he quickly cut the tape, and unwrapped the tight bandages around his chest, sighing with relief as he could finally breathe again.
