i lived better when i was ignorant of the sun,
"No," Finn whispers, and it's almost a laugh that huffs out of him as he tears his eyes back up towards Tobi at last. "I just didn't want to be at Molly's. I don't think I have ever chosen before, for myself." Not when it came to the direction of his life, anyway. Squeezing her fingers, he feels his mouth go dry at the mere prospect, and he presses a square of chocolate against his tongue instead of talking.
Once it's gone, Finn has managed to swallow away his immediate response of what do you want to do, we can go wherever you like and so on. Instead, there might just be a slanted smile on his face as he rubs his cheek against his shoulder, like he's trying to wipe away soot or blood or a blush. "I do not want to live in Torchline," he says decisively.
Once it's gone, Finn has managed to swallow away his immediate response of what do you want to do, we can go wherever you like and so on. Instead, there might just be a slanted smile on his face as he rubs his cheek against his shoulder, like he's trying to wipe away soot or blood or a blush. "I do not want to live in Torchline," he says decisively.
tucked away in your chest
FINN
