#gibs

— joey lynch to gibsie

It’s inevitable. Finnegan has to find a housemate.

That’s why he printed out flyers at a downtown store with an employee staring at him with a fake smile and hung them up around town—on electrical poles, on the sides of buildings, inside buildings—he’s on his last leg. Got nothing to lose. He only dealt with going out to print and hang everything for one reason. One very vital reason. Without someone else to help pay rent, he’ll be booted out of his home of five years by September. A month away.

Beats asking one of his coworkers. Which he would really rather not do.

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