007. | action

[airplanecups]

[if anyone inside the mansion was particularly observant this fine afternoon, they might spot a peculiarly large teen scrambling his gangly way to room 333. blood stains spot one side of his shirt, pooling around his collar and sleeve, and every few steps he stops to throw a hasty glance over his shoulder.

two minutes and forty seconds after leaving his room, Finn Hudson is standing in front of Jesse St. James' room, disheveled and shaken.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!]