10-21-2018, 11:38 PM
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What on God's green earth was Fin doing here at a halloween party? They weren't even dressed up for the party, putting on a oversized sweater, some slacks and converses. Oh here was the reason, they were here for the trick and treaters. That was their main reason, and that was about it. Somehow they got dragged into the party, wedging a basket full of home baked goods that were somewhat warm, and wafting it's delicious scent towars whomever that wasn't plastered, baked, or both all together.
Dancing small circles around the crowds of people, Fin navigated through the crowd towards where they hoped was either one a bathroom, or two a empty room. Empty as in no one was there in the process of getting laid or making out. You could never tell with parties, emotions ran wild. The ginger just hoped they would vanish in the crowd, but something told them that their red as fire hair would not allow them to do such a thing, hopefully they could a book within this madness, and stay in a spot reading.
Which begin the question, who the hell reads a book at party? Apparently Fin does.
Dancing small circles around the crowds of people, Fin navigated through the crowd towards where they hoped was either one a bathroom, or two a empty room. Empty as in no one was there in the process of getting laid or making out. You could never tell with parties, emotions ran wild. The ginger just hoped they would vanish in the crowd, but something told them that their red as fire hair would not allow them to do such a thing, hopefully they could a book within this madness, and stay in a spot reading.
Which begin the question, who the hell reads a book at party? Apparently Fin does.
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