ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ// ᴀ ɴɪʟʟɪᴇ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ

"ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ, ɪ ᴡɪꜱʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ɪɴᴄʀᴇᴅɪʙʟʏ ꜱᴛᴜᴏɪᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ."
Finn Wolfhard was, to put it gently, an observer. His mind was seemingly in the clouds, but it was always focused on everything and everyone else. He noticed almost everything; Caleb had two slices of toast this morning and was feeling incredibly guilty about it. So when he failed to notice what was right under his nose, he panicked.
Or in which, Finn was the first to know.