when you realized it was your neighbors' son, finn, making a huge ruckus every day, you decided to talk to him.

truth was, the drumming was the only annoying thing about him. he was cute, for a community college dropout. long locs and lots of passion, and a pretty face. he was tatted and pierced, too. you used to play with him when you were little but that didn't last.

"hey, um, would you mind keeping it down? i have a lot of homework to-"

"shit sorry, i didn't even know anyone was home. yeah, yeah sorry." he looks a little flushed.

she's pretty.