Pt. 18

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-Alina-

He sits there just staring at his Twitter. I'm admiring him. Finn doesn't say much, he's a very quiet person. But in all honesty, low key a badass.

Once the song is done I have no more energy stored in my body. I step back inside the apartment. I collapse on the couch. Oh shoot. It's not that stable. Finn glances in my direction and laughs.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothing."

I was wondering where his parent/s where when he looked up from his laptop, (that's right, a laptop) and looked at me confusingly.

"You know, it's getting a bit creepy how you stare at me,"

"How so?"

"It looks like you're thinking of killing me."

I burst out laughing. "I would've already done it."

Finn lowers his eyes back to his laptop and doesn't say a word after that.

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