[ daniel's sat at his computer, typing every variation of "finn weed farm guy" and misspellings of what he remembers finn's last name sounding like (mc... numera?) in one of the browsers. he eventually gets the spelling close enough that an image of finn's face finally pops up on the first page. along with various sites claiming to have all his criminal records on file, ready to be released to anyone bothering to look in exchange for a small fee of $50 USD.
his phone number, however, is public and free.
when daniel sends the first text, it is accompanied by a crude sketch of finn's face framed by squiggled dreads, cartoonishly proportioned with the rest of his much smaller yet equally cartoonish body. his exaggerated features are marked by a goofy smile and in his tiny, sausage-fingered hands is a pizza box.
his art isn't quite at the same level as what sean's was, but it's decent. daniel has been practicing. makes him feel closer to his brother. ]
Hey is this Finn Mcnamara?
Got the number off of google and found ur tiktok too lol.
Edited (Was missing the text format!) 2024-05-02 15:02 (UTC)
[ Now that would have been one for the fridge gallery. The two of them stark naked, stumbling fresh from the master bath. That time Finn fucked Billy off the side of the bed. He can distinctly remember the way Billy's hands fisted into Susan's floral sheetsβ wads of crushed up meadows.
It's a nice memory, but Billy's still being every bit of the unrepentant hardass, goading his own destruction. Maybe this is what it takes to get Billy to ditch the knight act and leave Max to a fate that can't be worse than his own. Maybe this is just the push to get him rolling, gone. Billy won't have to do it alone. If there's one thing Finn's certain he can do, it's leading the lost.
Too rage stupid to reconsider. One tap drops the match. ]
Now deal with it
[ There will be hope somewhere in the ashes, there always is. If Billy wants him, he knows where to find him. ]
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his phone number, however, is public and free.
when daniel sends the first text, it is accompanied by a crude sketch of finn's face framed by squiggled dreads, cartoonishly proportioned with the rest of his much smaller yet equally cartoonish body. his exaggerated features are marked by a goofy smile and in his tiny, sausage-fingered hands is a pizza box.
his art isn't quite at the same level as what sean's was, but it's decent. daniel has been practicing. makes him feel closer to his brother. ]
Hey is this Finn Mcnamara?
Got the number off of google and found ur tiktok too lol.
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[ Now that would have been one for the fridge gallery. The two of them stark naked, stumbling fresh from the master bath. That time Finn fucked Billy off the side of the bed. He can distinctly remember the way Billy's hands fisted into Susan's floral sheetsβ wads of crushed up meadows.
It's a nice memory, but Billy's still being every bit of the unrepentant hardass, goading his own destruction. Maybe this is what it takes to get Billy to ditch the knight act and leave Max to a fate that can't be worse than his own. Maybe this is just the push to get him rolling, gone. Billy won't have to do it alone. If there's one thing Finn's certain he can do, it's leading the lost.
Too rage stupid to reconsider. One tap drops the match. ]
Now deal with it
[ There will be hope somewhere in the ashes, there always is. If Billy wants him, he knows where to find him. ]
cw: domestic violence, homophobic slurs
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