A beach house. It’s always been Finn’s dream since he was in camp. He didn’t know how he’d get the money or how he’d make it happen. But what he did know is that he wanted you to be by his side. He invited you to stay with him if anything were to happen to you and even promised to feed you as if you were his wife. Having his own home on the coastlines of Costa Rica almost seemed impossible but dreams really do come true, well it did for Finn.

One late night you had arrived at Finn's door with tears filling your eyes. He welcomed you with open arms. He made sure you were okay and felt at ease with him. The following morning you woke up from the couch to the smell of breakfast cooking. “Finn?” You called out. “Up in here, sweetheart!” He responded. “..Making us some breakfast!” He added. You groggily made your way to Finn. Following the aroma of the breakfast and where you’d heard his voice. You giggled upon seeing the silly pajamas he wore.

“Annnddd.. breakfast is served for the beautiful one.” Finn said in a jokingly tone as he placed a plate of breakfast in front of you.