blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
I'll drop by for that prescription, maybe. That's what Finn had said as he slipped away and out of the medical clinic to begin a day of work that, despite the desperately needed rest afforded him by Tobi, is nowhere near as productive as he would have liked. Finn does manage to get back to his apartments to shower and shave and change his clothes, but when he gets to his office, much of the day is spent cleaning up after himself and whatever he's gotten up to whilst he's been deprived of sleep.
And in the times when he's not reorganising his files and tidying the space, he finds himself pausing at the windowed wall of his office, his fingers ghosting across his lips as if remembering a warmth now missing from them.
So when the working day draws to a close and when the sun dips away beneath the cliffs of Stormbreak, the Spyglass does indeed return to the medical clinic. For his prescription obviously. Nothing more.
And in the times when he's not reorganising his files and tidying the space, he finds himself pausing at the windowed wall of his office, his fingers ghosting across his lips as if remembering a warmth now missing from them.
So when the working day draws to a close and when the sun dips away beneath the cliffs of Stormbreak, the Spyglass does indeed return to the medical clinic. For his prescription obviously. Nothing more.
FINN
