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Location: Sorrel’s apartment
Time: Morning
Interacting with: [@tea]Sorrel [@Ithradine]Volvango
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Finn had been looking just a bit too long at Volvango’s well made butt to let his imagination run wild. The young werewolf could feel a power growing in him that would only make this situation far more awkward. Luckily Sorrel’s comments about clothes snapped Finn out of his, well rather lively fantasies that are not appropriate to describe here. [color=C0ABEF]”Clothes, good idea! I totally should get dressed, like in right now. Thanks”[/color] Gabbled Finn as he rushed off to the bathroom.

Finn looked at the clothes Sorrel had bought for him. It was a pair of blue jeans, a simple plain white shirt and sneakers. Then the realization dawned that these clothes were really the only things he had right now. No wallet, a car without keys to open it, no cellphone and no family to support him. Not to mention that he could no longer train in New York at Wolfe’s gym. The young wolf had really given up everything to find his brother and yet he had lost the business card that Maeve had given him, one of the very few clues he had to finding his brother.

Finn looked in the mirror and could see the doubt in his own eyes. Could he really do it? Find Mike? Was he really still alive? Had he not given up everything for nothing? And why did he have this doubt? Finn was a pure blood werewolf. He was supposed to be the apex predator, the top of the food chain. And yet here he was, staring at the mirror in doubt. Maybe his father was right after all, that he lacked the strength to be a true wolf. Finn clutched his hands into a fist and bit on his teeth. [color=C0ABEF]”No, I will prove the whole fucking world that I am strong. I will find  Mike, whatever it takes, whatever the sacrifice, no turning back!”[/color] Whispered Finn to himself.

The young man hated the feeling of doubt and quickly repressed it to the back of his mind before he left the bathroom. Afterall, to be strong ment that you never had doubts, that you lacked any form of mental weakness.

Finn left the bathroom fully clothed and took his place on the table. The delicious smell of the breakfast that Volvango made filled his nose as the Italian wolf put the breakfast in front of him. When he made the comments about extra sausage and him Finn could feel his cheek turn red a bit and awkwardly shifted on his seat. [color=C0ABEF]”Thanks, it smells delicious”[/color] Said the young wolf as he quickly turned his attention towards Sorrel.

[color=C0ABEF]”uhm Sorrel? Is it ok if I can crash on your couch for a while? I don’t really have any place to go.”[/color]