‘we just pissed off a whole bunch of people.’ @ finn
rp starters.
finn considers himself a quiet sort of lad, mostly because he is. a little bit of chaos, often goaded on by his brothers and other peaky boys, is sometimes just what he needs to get through his day. in small heath, chaos comes as easily as buying cigarettes, and finn finds himself bursting out of the pub doors with john, smile on his face electric enough to power cities, the burn in his knuckles sharp and almost peaceful, the forming bruise on his cheek stinging steadily. “ we did, didn’ we? i’d do that again, maybe. pol’s gonna be ragin’ at us t’morrow, john! ” but the prospect doesn’t scare him, finn merely cackles and slaps his older brother on the shoulder, beaming all the while.












