-now that I've got nothing you're having your doubts-
"Finn Wolfhard's fall from fame"
"Finn Wolfhard, from Hollywood sweetheart to lonely hobo"
Finn closed his phone and rubbed his forehead with his right hand. It all got too much from time to time. Of course, those articles were years old, written when he was 20.
"Finn, we need to talk." The one thing he didn't need was Millie saying those five words. But she did. "I think- I think we need some time apart." He looked up at her with red eyes and alcohol on his breath. "Now? You're doing this now?! When I'm at my lowest you decide to knock me down even more?! You know what? I agree we need to break up." With that he stormed out. He never saw her again.
This is shit
I am shit
Life is shit
Have fun
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Oneshots // Stranger Things cast // IT cast
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