#( &finteract. )

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     ( she's tugging on finn's arm,      shooting glares at him. )

      ‘ willow, stop being a baby. ’

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     ( this is the third time he's made a flame. )

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     ‘ well you see, i'm f— ’

     ( she kicked him and is now      glaring at the taller boy. )

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     the couch has no reduced to a      charred mess and finn is hiding      under the table.

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          ‘ do you have a lighter? ’

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     ( his brother's been poking him for      the past hour, trying to get him to speak. )

     ‘ he won't talk to me. try and      make him talk to me. ’

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            ‘ i hope you weren't terribly fond of the couch. ’

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            ‘ i fucking hate this time of year. ’