Fin

Welp, he thought, he'd fucked up two relationships within hours of each other. Things weren't great at hime, but he had faith he could get Fawn to come round.

Fin was another story.

John sent flowers to his hotel with a simple note that said sorry I'm an asshole. Once he got the notification it had been delivered, he waited a bit, then texted Fin.

Can I see you?