Continuing Finn Imagines

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Finn POV

"Aye Finn! I outta say, why aren't you out getting some ladies!" Jack shouted at me. "I don't know Jay, none of these babes are catching my eye" I say looking at the room of people dancing away. "C'mon! It's the town hall dance! You gotta find someone?" Jay tells me. "What about....that one?" He says, pointing to a girl in a yellow dress, with brown curls. "No thanks," I say. I scan around a little more, then, this girl. Something clicked. Like. Electric connection or something. I nudge Jays arm. "Jack. What about that one. Right there?" I point to a girl, in a black dress, hair chopped into a bob, holding a cigarette. "Oh no Finnie boy! She ain't nothing but a canceled stamp!" He yells at me. "Why not? She looks choice but of calico!" I say back. "She's a flapper. Ain't none of them Gibson Girls! You want the Gibson's! They are the prettiest of the patch" he says back. I ignore jays comment. He's all drunk on giggle juice. He doesn't know what to think. I make my way over to the girl. I take her hand, and kiss it. "Please! You don't need to be fancy with me!" I let her hand down. "You have a date?" I ask. "No, I'm just here cause my daddy wants me to go. Says I have to get married sometime" she says to me. "Sorry, I'm Y/N, but because I'm starting to like you, you can call me y/n/n." She says. "Finn," I say. She holds her hand out. I never had a woman do that to me before. We shake hands. "You know how to dance?" I ask. "Not a clue!" She says. Not even thinking. I drag her onto the dance floor. Step after step, she starts learning. "There you go! Now your on the trolly!" I say. 
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After a few hours later. Me and y/n go back home. I walk her outside the town hall, and as soon as we decide to meet again, I see jay and that girl in the yellow sucking face. "Hey! Banks closed!" I yell at them. Then, I feel lips on mine. Whoever's lips are moving in sync with mine. We pull apart, and I see it's y/n, now walking away. Jack walks over to me, drunk. "That Millie's something else, a real doll." Jay mutters. "By the way. Who was that girl you were just kissing away." Jay asks. "That's y/n. And she cashed me. I think I'm in love." I say looking up at the stars.

*banks closed- to tell someone to stop making out
*cancelled stamp- to describe a shy, lonely woman
*choice but of calico- a desirable woman
*cash/cashed- kiss/kissed
*now your on the trolly- now your getting it

I had to look up 20's slang and terms.

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