On his own? {open}

[Finn Graham]

Finn sat at a small table in the corner. Bobbing his head to music he flipped through a book that had a bunch of scribbled handwriting in it, presumably his own by anyone passing by, though it was the handwriting of his brother. The small book contained the pages and pages of his brothers lyrics. He often sat and read them but today he was actually re writing passages, in red pen, which he had never done before. He never touched his brothers songs. Now he was bored an angry, Isabella had been harping at him to move to the same floor and her and his father. When he refused she through a fit.

That was this morning and Finn had tried to put it behind him. Sitting next to the book was a newspaper, apartments for rent. He considered it, though he didn’t make nearly enough money to live on his own. Still a few of the ads had been circled.

[alizah alison]

Ali walked into the small cafe with a slight smile. Today had her day of all days. Her smile literally widened with each increasing step she took. She noticed Finn sitting at a small table way in the far corner. She hadn't seen him in a little while, and decided that maybe he needs some company. She skipped over to his table, while sitting in the chair across from him. Her curiousity sparked, and she wondered what he was holding and reading. She had to admit, Finn did look kind of upset, and she wondered why. Ali hated seeing any of her friends angry, or sad.

She glanced up at him, then looked down at her nails. "Um, hey there, Finn." she said softly, looking up and smiling at him. "Are you alright?" she asked with concern dripping in her voice.

[Finn Graham]

Finn looked up to see Alizah. He was surprised for a moment, but then he remembered that he was in a public place, people weren’t uncommon. He closed his book and pushed it to the side with the papers. Then he smiled at Alizah, she was a cool girl. “ Hello Alizah.” He could easily hear her concern but he smiled even wider,” No I’m fine. Just arguing with my step mother, nothing to worry about.” It didn’t matter how long he had been in America, his thick accent gave way to his Irish decent.

((I apologise for this being short. I am getting ready while writing this so Im a bit preocupied.))

[alizah alison]

If it was one thing Alizah loved about Finn, it was definitely his accent. Ali was a sucker for guys with accents, she had to admit it. She knew it, Finn and his step mom didn't exactly see eye to eye on everything. "Oh." she said understandly, for she had a step dad that pretty much gave her hell all of the time. Now, it was time to make a conversation. "Um, so how are you, today?" she asked him softly, not exactly making direct eye contact.
She glanced down under the table to stare at her feet, which had suddenly become very amazing. She looked back up at Finn and smiled. She always liked his company, something about him made her feel better. She wasn't sure if it was the accent, or what, but she was always glad when Finn was around.

[Finn Graham]

Alizah was always a friendly girl. Finn enjoyed talking to her because of her attitude, though it didn’t help she was cute. “ I am well, how about you?” He asked in an overly friendly tone. He noticed her looking at her feet and he nudged her foot with his own. She had begun to look at him before his foot touched her own, but he couldn’t resist pointing it out that he had noticed.