𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍

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the soft sound of finn tossing through papers and scribbling down notes into a book echoed in the minuscule hallway that connects to the living room

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the soft sound of finn tossing through papers and scribbling down notes into a book echoed in the minuscule hallway that connects to the living room. "five am sharp?" his soft murmurs behind the closed door makes millie stop while biting her lip while worryingly looking at her feet thinking if she made a sound she would be murdered instantly.

"the third hotel on the right, fifth floor, room three forty two" he inquires questionably. his foot moves in a fast up and down motion, making little to no noise only to his ears.

"ive got everything. yeah see you tomorrow" he quickly ends the call exhaling and closing his eyes. finn has been extremely exhausted, getting a minimum amount of sleep daily, only making him more sleep deprived that he has ever been in his whole life.

millies hand reaches for the doorknob but hesitates with different perspectives about what could happen if she walked through that door.

does he even want to see me?
he seems tired
i shouldn't bother him
he's probably annoyed

she shakes her head but slowly opens the wooden door making finn lift his head up from his hands. he clears his desk putting the document back in their correct files. "hey mills" he leans back in his chair softly smiling.

she stands there fiddling with her fingers as her tongue sits uncomfortably in her mouth. he raises one of his brows at her waiting for a response. "c-can we talk maybe?" she questions as she leans against the front of his desk.

finn furrows his brows wondering why she never said hello, she always does.
"sure, what about?" he stands up from his leather desk chair pushing it back into place following her into the living room.

she anxiously plays with the button on her jeans bouncing her leg up and down. "what's wrong? you seem tense" he places his hand on her knee causing it to stop its movement.

"i'm scared that's just all" she says with her accent flourishing through her words. "scared? of what?" he stifles up a laugh as her gaze changes to the pristine murk floors.

she bites the inside of her cheek wishing she could let it all out. her feelings of being distant from the young man she grew to love. "losing you.." millies words come out almost inaudible and hushed. his face becomes taken aback to her statement.

"how would you lose me?" finn questions further pushing his eyebrows together. "because, you've been getting so deep into your work and having so many missions sent your way i barely see you anymore!"
she rambles making hand movements throughout her little speech.

"that's what this is about? millie this is my job, i thought it would be pretty self explanatory from the beginning"
finns words flow out of his mouth with sarcasm laced in between.

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