Closed for @l-hiroabe
Finn was bored as he sat on the steps of the store. It was an incredibly slow day, so slow he willingly decided to go outside in that god awful costume. The psychic sighed as he saw the familar face from the gala. It was the man who said he wasn't a child. Shame he didn't get his name. He observed the other intently, in the sunlight he certainly did look more mature. There was a smirk as he approached the other, the wig flowing in the wind as he approached.
"I guess you right." Finn joked. There was a pout as he looked at the other. "What are you doing right now?" Finn inquired looking at the hunter with curious eyes.














