Finn walked into his house, young adults walked around with drinks and food in their hands. The music loud and obnoxious to him. He rolled his eyes and made his way deeper into the house; glancing around at the state his home was, he sighed but brushed it off as soon as he saw you. Dancing by yourself in the midst of the crowd, drink in hand, enjoying yourself. Oblivious to guys and girls staring at you; he decided to step forward and gently take your wrist. Hey, can we talk?
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