Thread: Braylen & Finn Who: Braylen King and Finn Farraday. When: March 25. Evening. Where: Base. Finn's Room --> Rec Room. What: Braylen continues on his quest to get Finn to loosen up and stop being such a mopeyface.
Braylen had heard through the grapevine that Finn had returned at some point that afternoon from his quick trip to Denver to retrieve Magdalene's body. Braylen decided that he would continue to pester the older man that night, because it had been days and days since he had done so... and he didn't want Finn to start forgetting about him or something.
He was pondering over all the things he and Eddie and Dameon had discussed. They hadn't really come to any conclusions though. Finn was tricky. He was a challenge. That was part of what made him so damned intriguing.
So, with his usual cocky swaying of his hips, the bratty Brit went down the hall. He had jeans that were ripped all over and barely staying together, a black t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off, his usual fingerless gloves and leather collar.
He stopped outside Finn's room and smirked at the door as if he and the piece of wood shared a secret. Really, this particular door was too new for all kinds of secrets. There was time. Braylen knocked loudly. "Finn!" he drawled out. "Come out, come out wherever you are. Don' make me huff an' puff."