... or to be slowly making his way from the studio to the inn at god knows what hour, sticking close to buildings when he can, drawing his coat closer around himself.]
[FREAKING OUT. EMERGENCY BAG. SHOES. JESSE NEVER TYPES LIKE THAT. Sends a small text including just the words "I'm coming" and about ten exclamation marks before she goes.]
[AND BUSTING OUT OF THE DOOR ADJACENT: FINN HUDSON, PULLING HIS JACKET ON AND MUTTERING SOME NOT NICE THINGS UNDER HIS BREATH ABOUT PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO INTERRUPT TEAM TOURNAMENT MATCHES BY GETTING THE CRAP KICKED OUT OF THEM.]
[still inside the empty cabin! sitting down, leaning back against the wall, looking a bit pale. he's managed to shrugs off his coat and hold it to his neck in attempts to stop the bleeding.]
... or to be slowly making his way from the studio to the inn at god knows what hour, sticking close to buildings when he can, drawing his coat closer around himself.]
... I hate January.
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[FREAKING OUT. EMERGENCY BAG. SHOES. JESSE NEVER TYPES LIKE THAT. Sends a small text including just the words "I'm coming" and about ten exclamation marks before she goes.]
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Finn!
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[...holds up his phone]
Trouble, right? That looks like trouble.
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[grabs her hand :T]
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I hope he's alright.
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[darting off in the direction of dem cabins.]
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Vampires? Again? I'm burning that costume.
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