#finnfromlima

Marley didn’t have people over to her apartment very often. Despite it not being the fanciest of places, she was ashamed or anything. It was a small studio, but cozy, and it felt like home to her. She just had a tendency to stay busy, and when she did spend time with others, usually opted to at one of their much nicer homes. She was at least glad to have acquired an apartment outside of Lima Heights, where she had ended up when first moving out on her own. This was a step up for sure. Either way, she hoped Finn wasn’t expecting anything extravagant. Comfy and clean was more her jam. With such little room to work with, it had to be one of the most organized places she could have ever dreamt up. And Marley was a little proud of that.

The rumor mill had been abuzz with gossip that she and Finn were secretly a thing. While Marley knew that was far from true, it further fueled her long-time crush on him. She knew better than to think Finn would ever consider her as more than a friend, but regardless, she was happy they were spending a little time together. If he really did teach her some cooking skills, well, that made it even better. Still, Marley tried to look her best. Her favorite pair of jeans were paired with a flowery camisole that perfectly suited the summer weather. Her hair hung in long, golden waves, and she’d only used minimal make-up for a more ‘natural’ look. When she heard a knock at the door, Marley checked her reflection once more before dashing to answer it.

Greeting Finn with a smile and hoping he couldn’t hear the way her heart picked up in pace at the sight of his handsome face, she drew back to let him inside. “Hi, Finn! Welcome to my very humble abode,” she mused warmly. “Glad we were able to finally hang out.”