Hearing the main door behind him, Finch looked up from where his slouched body sat at one corner of the stairs to his apartment building. His arms loosened from where they were hugging his knees so he could straighten his back into a more presentable manner, and though he wanted to smile at the familiar face looking down at him, he had other things on his mind.
“Hey.” He cut to the chase, clearly despondent on the matter, “Do you want a cat?”














