Your dad left when you were 9,long enough ago that you thought you’d gotten over it.But..you didn’t.Finn had been an asshole,and also your closest friend.He was with you during those bad times and you wouldn’t admit it,but you relied on him. “Look” you grinned at him,holding your test that proudly read ‘94%’ on it. Looking at his body sprawled on the couch you noticed him tilting his head to look back at the tv across the room