"The Hating Game." - Rinney!

My little doctor

Warnings:
•Mention of blood
•Sexual jokes
•Bad humour

Users:
Motherless/Finn<3: Finney
Mom: Bruce
imstilltheslut: Billy
imdatingaslut: Griffin
Fatherless: Robin
Psychic: Gwen
Dad: Vance
theotherwoman: Donna

Italics - Robin
Normal - Finney

{4:30AM}

"Are you yawning.." Finney yawned once again his jaw tensing, "I'm tired, sorry jesus." Finney rolls his eyes, "It's only been an hour." Finney looks up at the time in the corner of his phone. "An hour and a half, actually." Finney looks back into the camera frowning.

The two boys were now in their beds, Finney had his phone leaning against the wall in front of him, he was worried about doing it beforehand as the phone was balancing above a gap.

"Are you gonna sleep though?" Finney raises an eyebrow at him, Robin was on his back staring upwards, "If I was to hang up.. I mean." Finney sighs extending an arm out to stable his phone as it started slipping towards the gap, "No.. I'd probably just go to the groupchat, they seem up.." Robin coughs out a laugh his eyes moving to the top of the screen where a few notifications dropped in.

"What the fuck are they talking about.." Finney laughs looking at a notification, His eyes widened. "I think I've seen enough." Robin rolled his eyes then his screen paused, Finney furrowed his eyebrows in concern.

(tristan wifi 😕)

"¡¿Por que diablos sigues despierto?!" - (why the hell are you still awake!)

Finney snorts when the camera turns on again to show the room is lighter and he could see Robin better but as well as the woman in the background. "¡Mamá! ¡Deja de gritar que vas a despertar tìo!" - (Mother! Stop yelling you're going to wake up uncle!)

Finney placed a hand over his mouth trying to muffle a laugh when Robin's worried face turns to face him.

Robin glared at him, Finney turned away with quivering lips. "¿Con quién está hablando, senor?" - (Who are you talking to, sir?)

Robin looked between his phone (Finney) and his mother who still stood at the doorway. "Mi amigo Finn, mamá" - (My friend Finn, mom)

Finney turned around to see the phone being picked up and held over to the woman. She smiled, from what he could see of her anyway..

"Hi Ms.." he whispered waving a little, her smile slowly turned into a frown, "¡Ay, pobre chico," - (Oh poor boy)

She turns to Robin smacking him on the back of the head. "Lo estás agotando, estúpido!" - (You're wearing him out, stupid!)

Robin glares at her rubbing his head.

Finney looks at Robin when they meet eyes with a 'What?' look, Robin scoffs looking away. "Mamá, ¿no llegas tarde al trabajo?" - (Mom, aren't you late for work?)

Robin grinned at her as she only responded with an angry expression before saying goodbye to Finney. "Well fuck you too." Robin whispers when his mother leaves the room closing the door.

Finney laughed unable to keep it in any longer, he think she's definitely his favourite. Finney stopped laughing, eyes widening in realisation. "Holy shit, I've gotta get up in 3 hours.." Finney rubs his eyes, starting to feel a little bit tired. "Why so early.." Robin whispers now aware that he isn't the only one awake.