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                                                                            the look on his face is both anticipatory and sheepish, well aware of the lengths he had gone to make the joke happen. it was entirely calculated, from the moment they had food set in front of them to when he had timed his delivery to be perfect; all that’s left to see is if it’ll pay off.

               && considering the caliber of his humour, a laugh feels a lot like hitting the jackpot. finn’s grin only grows as seconds continue to pass without words of rebuke. for all that he was sheepish earlier, the only expression he has on now is akin to accomplished.

                                                                          ❝yeah, pretty much. i’m starting you off easy.❞ a few more weeks and finn’ll really get you with some of his better ones. there’s an unholy glint of excitement in his eyes, as though impatient for that time to come. besides, circumstantial humour is not as easy as you might think. it’s a pretty good joke, finn thinks as he’s picking up a still warm slice to bite into the crust first.

               it’s between chews that he deems to reply. because you can do that now. chat during meals——— they don’t impose time limits here. ❝_i _mean——— you do get pizza to sort eat away the memory. that’s gotta be an extra plus point.❞

                                                                           ❝i’m glad you’re here though.❞ a pause. now this is embarrassing in that genuine, full of expression, way of his where the sincerity is alight in his eyes and the lift at the corners of his lips. ❝m’glad you made it out of there.❞