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She’s lying on one side of her bed curled up on her side, on top of the covers. As she mentally going over their fight in her head and reprimanding herself for some of the hurtful things she said to him. She sighs deeply when she hears her bedroom door open.

“Hey.” Finn calls out cautiously.

She opens her eyes to see him standing at the entrance of her room, one of her Cosmo magazine rolled up in his hands, as he looks at her apprehensively, shifting from foot to foot.

“Hey.” She says quietly as she sits ups and beckons him to sit next to her.

He pushes the door closed, then places the magazine on her dresser walking  over to her and sitting on the bed, their thighs touching. She’s silently glad that he’s even sitting here, she’d convince herself the few minutes he was gone, that he’d storm back into the room grab his stuff and leave. The fact that he’s sitting next to her and from his entire demeanour she knows he feels the same way that she does, which is apologetic, makes her very grateful.

“I’m sorry.” They say and they same time, which only further confirms her suspicions.

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