October
let me see you through
'cause i've seen the dark side too.
'cause i've seen the dark side too.
"Ahh, of course." You say with a crooked smile, shaking your head. You wish that there was a card you could have brought Finn—or balloons—that said Sorry for making sex jokes to a former forced-sex-worker (but pithier, of course). Since no such thing exists, you merely hold Finn's gaze for just a moment, wondering when you became such a blundering fool.
"I'll teach you, once you can walk yourself out of here." You say, blushing, but not because of the praise. But because Finn seems genuinely content in that moment, and it feels like all you've ever wanted is finally within reach. "It takes far fewer muscles than it does to form chords on a guitar." You add, not wanting Finn to think you're implying he won't ever play his own instrument again.
"Mm, no you might not have. Though if you're here long enough and I ever manage to make it home, you might. The walls aren't terribly thick, and I live just a few rooms down."
"I'll teach you, once you can walk yourself out of here." You say, blushing, but not because of the praise. But because Finn seems genuinely content in that moment, and it feels like all you've ever wanted is finally within reach. "It takes far fewer muscles than it does to form chords on a guitar." You add, not wanting Finn to think you're implying he won't ever play his own instrument again.
"Mm, no you might not have. Though if you're here long enough and I ever manage to make it home, you might. The walls aren't terribly thick, and I live just a few rooms down."
When the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
Nothing you confess could make me love you less
& you don't know what to do
Nothing you confess could make me love you less
