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petty_dabblerValentine's day had been something. He'd had his own odd afternoon with Fin, and he'd heard stories from all over the city of love and lust, there were even three murders, all jealous rages. The Sun had a full two page write up.
But then, like most things, it died down and blew away in the wind of the ever advancing tomorrow. By the time John spied Fin at the cafe near his flat he'd almost forgotten how he'd been so insanely possessive, and why he'd felt so strongly when he had no right...
"Oi," he smiled, settling in across from Fin. "Care if I wait for my sandwich with you?"
But then, like most things, it died down and blew away in the wind of the ever advancing tomorrow. By the time John spied Fin at the cafe near his flat he'd almost forgotten how he'd been so insanely possessive, and why he'd felt so strongly when he had no right...
"Oi," he smiled, settling in across from Fin. "Care if I wait for my sandwich with you?"
