WHO: Sam Evans & Finn Hudson ( @castleporthudson )

WHAT: catching up. (mentions of alcohol/drinking)

WHERE: The Maggie

WHEN: late evening; 3/09

It didn’t take long to locate Finn; the Castleport police station was only but so big, and with the time it took for them to leave and make it down to The Maggie on foot, Sam hadn’t missed much of the Celtics game he’d been half-paying attention to before leaving his dad’s house. Getting out seemed to be the best idea for both of them. Finn’s current frustration was easy to pick up on and Sam was sure a night off from the station would do him some good. 

Besides, he’d needed to check in on the bar anyway. Tonight, like any other Saturday in the small seaside town, The Maggie was packed but Sam moved easily through the tables, Finn not too far behind as they approached two empty stools right at the bar. “I did say first round was on me,” he reminded Finn with a brief smile, catching the attention of Marie behind the bar and signaling at his draft of choice on tap. “What’re you drinking? And it better not be Red Bull.”