Finney:
I never really knew Robin Arellano, but what I did know, is that he was really tough. It shocked me when I heard that The Grabber got him.
Robin used to help me with my bullies, and ever since he went missing, I've been coming home with cuts and bruises almost everyday.
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"Finney?! Are you okay?!" Gwen calls as she rushes up to me. "Yeah, I'm fine," I sigh. "You need to stick up for yourself," she says, inspecting the large cut on my face.
She helps me to my feet. "I'll help you patch up at home," she sighs. We begin to walk the route home.
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"I know since Robin has gone missing, things haven't been as easy," Gwen sighs, grabbing a wet cloth to wipe the blood of my face. "But, you really need to think about. Robin didn't like seeing you get hurt, and even if he's not here right now, doesn't mean he doesn't care."
"And?" I sigh, wanting the conversation to be over. "You need to stick up for yourself, you keep getting hurt and you know I'm not happy with that," she explains. "You've already told me that-," I start. "Then get the point!" She cuts me off, grabbing the peroxide and a cotton ball.
She pours the liquid on the cotton, before gently rubbing it against my face. "I'm sorry, Finn, I didn't mean to snap like that," she sighs, closing the peroxide and throwing away the small cotton ball. "It's fine," I sigh, standing up and rushing off to my room.
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RandomRobin was walking to the store, or at least he was before he went missing. Robin Arellano went missing two weeks ago. Nobody knows if he's dead or alive. Finney was looking with asearch party for Robin. Suddenly, a black van pulls up to him. He pus...
