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willysilverWilly knew Fin's favourite places to go and for many weeks he had avoided them all. He had settled into his little cottage hidden deep in an alley. He had come home, it felt like. He wasn't there much, though. He had let his music take him and he performed almost every night at clubs and bars around the city. Anything to fill the hole in his heart.
But today he couldn't hide away forever. He missed Fin terribly. He thought today he might see if he could find Fin...if only to see him.
Fin's favourite cafe had always been comfortable, a place with familiar food and familiar faces. Willy walked in, no longer a familiar face to the regulars. He scanned the crowd and found Fin sitting in the back, reading what he could only assume was a script. Willy hesitated a moment, asking for a tea with milk and sugar. When he had it, he casually walked back to where Fin sat.
"Hello, my friend," he said softly. Hesitantly. He stood still, waiting for a sign he might be welcoome.
But today he couldn't hide away forever. He missed Fin terribly. He thought today he might see if he could find Fin...if only to see him.
Fin's favourite cafe had always been comfortable, a place with familiar food and familiar faces. Willy walked in, no longer a familiar face to the regulars. He scanned the crowd and found Fin sitting in the back, reading what he could only assume was a script. Willy hesitated a moment, asking for a tea with milk and sugar. When he had it, he casually walked back to where Fin sat.
"Hello, my friend," he said softly. Hesitantly. He stood still, waiting for a sign he might be welcoome.
