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Finn finished up his food before getting up and clearing his plate. He returned to the table to wait for Sera to finish. "Hey, Finn, we're having a bonfire tonight to celebrate Josh's birthday. You should come." Micheal said, continuing to eat. Josh was one of Micheal's drinking buddies and bonfires usually meant lots of beer anyway. "Eh, I don't know," Finn said skeptically. "C'mon, it'll be fun," Micheal said persuasively. "Fine, but I'm not gonna drink any more than 2 beers," Finn stated. Finn turned to Sera, "Do you wanna come along?" |
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Sera paused for a moment, still picking at her food. She wasn’t sure about the whole thing. Bonfires, especially with Josh and Micheal around, usually meant a lot of noise, drinking, and people she didn’t really know well. But she could tell Finn was already half on board, and it might be nice to hang out with him outside of their usual routine. She met his eyes, her lips curving into a small smile. "I’ll go if you promise not to drink too much," she teased, nudging him with her elbow. "But I’m not sticking around if it gets too crazy." |
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Finn smiled, happy that she was going too. "Only two beers. Max," he promised her. "Yeah, same here. I don't like crazy either." |
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Sera raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk playing at the corner of her lips. She took a slow sip from her drink before responding. "Two beers, huh? Well, I’m trusting you to keep that promise, Finn." Her tone was teasing but her gaze was steady, a glint of mischief in her eyes. "I’m not in the mood for anything too wild either. Just... enough to enjoy the night." She leaned back, glancing around the room with a casual air, but her attention was still on him. She wasn’t quite sure what he was thinking, but she liked the idea of a night where things didn’t get too out of hand. |
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Finn chuckled. "I swear, only two. I don't drink too much," he said with his award-winning charming smile. |
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Sera raised an eyebrow, giving Finn a skeptical glance. "Two, huh?" she said, crossing her arms. "I'm sure that's what you think. I think I remember more than a couple of times when you’ve had a bit too much and started singing in that... special way of yours." |
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Finn's cheeks flame a scarlet red. "Crap, you remember that?" |
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Sera smirked, leaning back against the wall with a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, I remember," she teased, her tone light but laced with mischief. "You’ve got quite the... unique singing voice when you've had a few too many." She couldn't resist the amusement bubbling up in her chest. "It's like a mix between a dying cat and a lullaby. Pretty unforgettable, actually." She watched Finn’s embarrassment grow and couldn’t help but feel a little satisfied. It was rare to get him flustered, and this was just too fun to pass up. "I might even be tempted to remind you of a few of your more... dramatic performances." Her smirk deepened. "But I’m sure you'd prefer I keep those memories to myself, right?" |
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Finn shook his head, his cheeks a scarlet red as he listened. Crap he had really hoped she didn't remember that, but apparently she did. "Ugh, yes, please, keep them to yourself." |
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Sera couldn't help but laugh, the sight of Finn so flustered only making it more irresistible to tease him. She crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair with a smirk. "Oh, come on, Finn. It's not like I was planning to tell anyone. But you know, it’s cute when you get all worked up like this." His face only reddened further, and she couldn’t resist poking the bear just a little more. "Maybe next time, you'll be more careful about what you do around me." Sera leaned forward, a wicked glint in her eye. "Oh, don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone... unless, of course, you give me a reason to." |
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