It's strange to think that I don't know what I'm doing for Thanksgiving.
Or any holiday anymore.
Finch was always the one who figured this shit out. She was always trying to organize a get-together with her people or something. It was always her knowing what to do.
And now it's me. Except I don't.
Or any holiday anymore.
Finch was always the one who figured this shit out. She was always trying to organize a get-together with her people or something. It was always her knowing what to do.
And now it's me. Except I don't.