One Last Job

by Anise Starre

I dip into the kitchen and make myself a quick bowl of instant noodles and baked beans

Imma throw up

I wonder how long we’re going to pretend like I haven’t already.

i love how obsessed he is Ugh

I’m not going to dismiss you. I’m not going to make you feel like your wins don’t matter.

Finn you can do no wrong

“So you can smile, then?” “Now I have a reason to.”

*dies of happiness*

he tilts his glass toward me and mouths, “To Amber.”

AAAAAHHHH

One last job, for me.”

Aaand we get the title drop