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catch up, sent: july 21st
@finleymartin
Finley,
Hey, sorry I kind of took off without first letting you know. Stuff came up and I had to travel East. I’m doing okay, it’s been a bit of a whirlwind here in Boston. How have you been? How was the concert?
Kindly, Sloane
a cute lil 9 for fizzie!!
9 / A HAPPY KISS — Lizzie isn’t entirely unathletic — she’s currently trying, even with a little bit of struggle to handle some of the heavy lifting at the farm, and even though her muscles are sore some days, she feels herself getting stronger. She’s no stranger to athletics, whether that be swimming or rock climbing or some other adventure she finds herself on ... but when it gets down to being as basic as running, she’s no expert. Finley is, however, and thus: they were recruited on the basis of learning from a pro. She’s about to put her hands on her knees again and ask when the hell this mile is supposed to be over, because it feels a lot closer to passing out than she does to success. But — apparently, it’s just down this long stretch, to this particular tree they’d chosen as a marker. And she’s suddenly rejuvenated as she bursts forward, one, two, three ... she doesn’t even count her steps anymore as she bounds past the tree, Finley just ahead of her. “ YES! ” She screams, jumping into the air with her fist pumped up, like she’s in a movie. “ I DID IT! ” In her joyful excitement, she latches onto Finley, gripping their arm as if to say, see, I’m here and I did it — and then, when they get a little closer, she opts for a victory kiss. Hell yeah, two wins! When she parts, she’s grinning, ready to book it in the opposite direction despite her exhaustion. “ Last one back’s to town’s a rotten egg ! ”
ϟ ☠ ✫ ∞ ✯ ➳ ♭
ღ = for an affectionate text
UNSENT — Maybe I did miss your presence at the Saloon.UNSENT — Or something.UNSENT — Point is, you’re not that bad.UNSENT — Sometimes. When I’m not sober.
ϟ = for a drunk text
2:25 AM — ( ATTACHMENT: youtube link to Tainted Love by Softcell )2:25 AM — this is the pea k of music okay. thnaks. 2:25 AM — thanks.
☠ = a final text
1:02 AM — What makes you think I’d ever want to talk to you again?1:03 AM — I know what I thought about you.1:03 AM — And you know what you thought about me. 1:03 AM — I guess they were just different. UNSENT — I hate you.
✫ for a text meant for someone else
10:49 PM — They keep bothering me. 10:49 PM — Can you please just work tomorrow instead? 10:49 PM — I already know I’ll have a hangover and I don’t want to deal with it.11:02PM — Meant for someone else.
¢ for a late night text
1:50 AM — Is it a me specific thing where you have to be so bothersome?1:50 AM — Or are there enough people where I could start a support group?
∞ = for a half asleep text
1:45 PM — I’m taking a mid-afternoon nap. Cover my shift?1:46 PM — You can take as many popsicles as you want out of the freezer.
✯ = for an early morning text
7:02 AM — Opening shifts should be illegal. 7:10 AM — Where are you????
➳ = for an apologetic text
4:36 AM — I don’t mean a lot of the stuff I say. 4:36 AM — You know that, right?
♭ for an angry text
1:59 PM — You left your stupid fucking prank spiders on the counter and now Mr. Smith is yelling about giving the elderly folk in town a heart attack and how I should be ashamed of myself. 2:00 PM — You’re so damn annoying.
∞
∞ for a half asleep text
[ to: Finley | April 19th, 01:29 am ] should you ask permission before taking someone’s photo?
[ to: Finley | April 19th, 01:30 am ] i’m in the middle of debating this with someone and she says my opinion doesn’t count since i’m a doctor not a photographer. which i don’t think should matter but i digress.
[ to: Finley | April 19th, 01:31 am ] iseul says hi btw.
[ to: Finley | April 19th, 01:32 am ] just to clarify i am not debating with my dog.
Happy Finley Day! | @silvcrlining
On Fin’s doorstep, a basket shape object is left. A small card with a drawing of Diglett on it is taped to the side. Under the wrapping is a basked containing 2 soy candles (both apple cinnamon scented), two peach colored bath bombs, a bottle of sparkling wine, small container of home made face mask materials, and a sugar scrub.
@finleymartin
Sloane was happy fae had been able to chip in for the bus repair. For a while, fae thought fae would not be able to afford it with how high up Koa was driving prices, but there had been a misunderstanding and fae was able to snatch Finley’s basket (fae had also put in bids for Henry & Koa’s but both went way above faer price range). Now that it was the weekend, fae took off a few hours to enjoy the offerings of the basket. Fae sent Finley a text, ready to enjoy their picnic together. “Hey, hey,” Sloane greeted the other as fae began unpacking the basket. “This is one hell of a set up you put together.”
11, 14, or 20 for fill <3
14 / A SOFT KISS — Okay, so burning things wasn’t exactly supposed to be a tradition. Specifically, burning Joja branded items was not supposed to become a tradition. But when she’d woken up that morning, for once earlier than the rest of her family — just to clear her head — and saw a blue package on her front porch, that stupid little smile on the side of it. Inside: the audacity to include a Joja Mart tee-shirt with their coupons and catalog book. Some blue pencils, a mini notebook ... stupid, basic, cheap merchandise she didn’t want. She wasn’t sure if it was a prank or something, until she looked next door and saw one left on the clinic steps too. Even a real promotion, still — it filled her with a familiar sense of a need to make a grand fuck you to Joja Mart, and so she finds herself at Finley’s door, and then with them on that same spot at the beach. For a while, it’s mostly silent because Jillian still doesn’t know what to say except I’m sorry you lost your job too or I don’t know what to do, both certain to come with a crack in her voice and the spilling of tears. That’s the last thing she wants, so instead, she just stares for Finley at a moment instead of the fire, the light of the rising sun reflected just right on their face, and she leans forward and kisses them. Maybe it’s a thank you, maybe it’s an extension of a strange form of comfort she feels, and maybe she just wants to kiss them. So she does, again, the crackle of the fire and the quiet lapping of the ocean in front of them.
@silvcrlining for Finley Martin post-avalanche
[ Feb 8th, 11:02 AM to Fin ] Hey, I heard you got caught in the mines too, are you okay? [ Feb 8th, 11:02 AM to Fin ] Like physically, mentally, whatever - how are you doing? I meant to stick around after I got out, but I was fucking exhausted so I just went home & I feel a little guilty about that [ Feb 8th, 11:02 AM to Fin ] But more importantly, you made it home and everything, right?
