[arrival, ota]
It was the start of a new year, and Finn was glad for it. There was no way he wanted a repeat of the year before, because no guy should have to go through what he did. Highschool was supposed to be full of good memories. Yes, there were a few of them, but they were mostly realizations that he could be who he wanted to be within a small group of people who expressed themselves through song. It was there that he fully became aware of the fact that he didn't need a reputation to fit in. He just needed a voice.
The last thing he remembered doing was talking to Rachel in the hallway at the school. She had told him she needed to be alone for awhile, so when Finn went looking for her a little while later, he went to the auditorium to check there first.
It was dark, as it usually was, and completely quiet. "Rachel?" he called out, narrowing his eyes to try and focus on anything that might have been her figure. As he moved slowly through the rows of fold down seats, he caught the the corner of a stair, which sent him tumbling to the floor.
Lifting himself back up, he reached out for something to steady himself and made his way back down to what he thought was the stage. A few more steps later, Finn walked into what felt like a wall, but came to find out that it was a door.
Finn gave it a good shove and instantly closed his eyes to shield them from the brightness that blinded him. Once they finally adjusted, he stared in awe over the place that was definitely not Lima.
"What the hell?"
[Finn's probably come out of some delivery door on one of the streets. Feel free to find him wandering.]
The last thing he remembered doing was talking to Rachel in the hallway at the school. She had told him she needed to be alone for awhile, so when Finn went looking for her a little while later, he went to the auditorium to check there first.
It was dark, as it usually was, and completely quiet. "Rachel?" he called out, narrowing his eyes to try and focus on anything that might have been her figure. As he moved slowly through the rows of fold down seats, he caught the the corner of a stair, which sent him tumbling to the floor.
Lifting himself back up, he reached out for something to steady himself and made his way back down to what he thought was the stage. A few more steps later, Finn walked into what felt like a wall, but came to find out that it was a door.
Finn gave it a good shove and instantly closed his eyes to shield them from the brightness that blinded him. Once they finally adjusted, he stared in awe over the place that was definitely not Lima.
"What the hell?"
[Finn's probably come out of some delivery door on one of the streets. Feel free to find him wandering.]