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"Finn I'm gonna fall down the stairs and die if I have my eyes closed," I say.

"I'll carry you!" he says.

I stare at him for a minute, "No."

He rolls his eyes, "I'll guide you."

I sigh, "I guess if I die now there's not very many reasons to send me to hell."

"Not very many?" he raises an eyebrow with his question.

"Surprise time!" I exclaim, changing the subject. I close my eyes and feel Finn grab my hand, his other hand going on my waist as he stands in front of me. He tells me where each step is so I don't fall, although I did trip on one step and he had to steady me.

"Alright now sit down," he says. I do so slowly, fearing it was a trick and I was just gonna fall, but my bottom touched a seat and I leaned back slightly.

"Finn what is going on?" I ask.

"Just open your eyes," he says. I slowly open them to see food, perfect and delicious looking food. I smiled and looked at him.

"You made me breakfast?" I giggled.

"I would say yes," he says as he sits down across from me, "But I actually just got postmates so you wouldn't get food poisoning."

I smile, "Thank you baby."

"So, uh, about that dog you got me," he says.

I snort, "Nick's bringing her home today."

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