Finn probably should've canceled his plans with Adrasia this evening. In fact, he considered it the moment he saw what Gareth picked out for him to wear –– more pink lingerie as part of his punishment. Didn't feel very fair to Finn that he was getting punished for something he didn't even remember doing, but what could he do? And yet as much as he thought about calling or texting Adrasia for a raincheck, who knew how long this might go on for and Finn had no intention of hiding out until Gareth got bored of these outfits again. There were a lot worse states Adrasia could see him in than decked out in sheer pink from head to feet. He'd already seen the start of this shit on Halloween and Christmas anyway. This time, he at least had the decency to give his friend a little notice that he was in some slight trouble with Gareth so it wouldn't be a completely shocking sight... maybe.
He'd already started prepping and cooking the other's requested meal, a couple pots and pans on the stove in the kitchen. It'd been a minute since he went Mexican, though he had no complaints on spicy food. Hearing Adrasia at the door, Finn folded and tightly tied his robe closed around himself as he walked through the house to answer it, ensuring he was as covered as he could be by the time he opened the door. "I'd say 'don't start' but I think it's a little too bright and impossible to ignore, isn't it?" he sighed. He backed away from the door so that the other slave could get out of the cold and into the warmed house. "Look, this probably isn't the worst situation you've seen me in." Best to get it out of the way and then move off it for the rest of the night.
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