Friday January 30, 2009
Who: Finn and Hope What: Talking and giving back awkward presents Where: A pub in Danvers When: Evening
Finn was excited and happy a bit to see Hope. It had been a while since they'd last seen each other. The last time was before he'd gone postal. That. . . Was a while ago. The fact that he hadn't heard from her since then, even before the fiendish teenage spell, was kind of disappointing, but he hadn't held it against her. Of course the fact that they'd broken up after a few weeks of very hot sex was probably a factor, but he thought he could kind of count on her. She was the only girl in a while. . . In fact the more he thought about it, as he sat at the table waiting for her, she was technically his first girlfriend. Like, real one with dates and sleep overs and such. He felt even more like a loser after that realization. Almost thirty and just now getting his first girlfriend. eck.
Sipping his beer, he looked rather refreshing compared to what he usually looked like at work. Nice shirt and pants with a feathered fedora on his head. His hair was still red from when he left for Ireland, only freshly dyed from a week ago to make it look better than what it really did. Sandy blond hair with random red ends was not a good look. So instead of whacking it all off, he just dyed his hair. The bathroom looked like Carrie had made an appearance, but oh well. So he sat, sipping his drink, wondering what Hope was wanting to talk about. Something good, he was wishing.