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[center][h1][color=D61A66]Finley Alestair[/color][/h1]
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[i]Location: Cafe[/I][/center]
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Finley knew she shouldn't have worked today. Everyone and their fricken mother were coming in all of a sudden. It started off with Kosara, who was just so...odd. It wasn't like she hated the girl, but she rubbed her the wrong way. She merely nodded as the girl waved and felt her pocket vibrate. She took her phone out and read the text from Declan before a blush crept up to her cheeks. She quickly shot off a reply

[center][color=D61A66]-"Working at the cafe atm. Yes, we need to talk."[/color][/center]

She was worried about him. More so than usual now. Her thoughts raced to Jenna and her accusation against Declan. She believed he had nothing to do with the Mayor's death and was hell-bent on proving it. Now that she knew his secret, it made a lot more sense and it put him in a new light with her.

As if that wasn't enough, the cherry on top of the sundae was Olivia walking in. She appreciated the girl a bit more now, but she wouldn't call them friends. Not yet. Finley merely told Olivia about her visions because Taylor was present. However, she had to respect Olivia keeping secrets, hers and her own wolf secret.

[color=D61A66]"Maybe not talk about my you-know-whats in an open place, princess. For the record, no I haven't."[/color] Finley responded softly, in kind. She went about her work, fulfilling new orders before she returned to the counter. She just wanted this shift to be done with.