Peace. Daisies. Blue sky. Green grass—
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What the hell is that?
Your eyes open and all you see is darkness, pitch black. You tilt your head back and see "3:45 am" as a source of light in your bedroom. You reach over and grab your phone that's been ringing and vibrating since your dream was interrupted. Without seeing who it was you answer the call.
"Who is this? And what do you want?" You growl with impatience.
"Y/n," you sit up with alert. It was Finn. You just knew it.
"Finn, what's wrong?"
"I fucked up, big time."
You sigh and feel your heavy eyelids shut but your mind still on alert, "Finn ... I've known you all my life. You're going to have more specific than that."
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Finn Wolfhard Imagines
FanfictionJust some cute, tiny imagines on the it//st star. No sexual scenes cause c'mon he's like 10. Requests are open. Enjoy :)
