Declan

It hadn't taken long before he got a reply back from Finley. [I]Yes, they needed to talk.[/I] He smirked a little to himself as he pocketed his phone, getting up from the bench he was sitting on top of to walk over to the office. He pulled the door open and walked straight to the person behind the counter, letting them know that he should have gotten a call to be let out early. Indeed his cousin had come through. Or, rather...his "mom" came through. They thought it was his mom who called in. Taylor must have just gone with it.

With his newfound freedom, he slung his lacrosse bag over his shoulder in a more comfortable position before continuing on down the street towards the cafe. He had it set in his mind to have an honest talk with his friend. She was understanding and had defended him against...well, Jenna. He owed it to Finley to give a better explanation on what things [I]were[/I], and how they worked.