Finn

I don't know*the boy*boy:l-luna will you g-go out with me?*nervous as hell*no I like someone else

*straightens in seat, trying to look casual* Told you someone would ask eventually. *takes long sip of coffee, eyes following the boy as he walks away* Good thing you turned him down. *pauses* So... this person you like. *drums fingers on table* Must be someone really special to make you say no to free coffee.

*I study him with an amused look* yeah, really special. *take a slow sip* dark hair, annoying attitude... *trail off with a smirk*

At least you're honest about that. *opens the dorm door, ushering her inside* Strip. I mean... get those wet clothes off. I have sweats you can borrow.

*blinks innocently* what stuff? *fidgets with hoodie strings* I don't know what you're talking about

Don't play dumb with me, Rebel. *He leans in, his voice low and threatening.* I know it was you. So, where is my stuff?

*leans back on the desk* prove it *tail twitches nervously*

*scoffs* At least I don't need a calculator to count my brain cells

*laughs* At least I don't need therapy to get a personality.