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Published: Nov 4, 2013

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So here it is!!! A Finny x reader fic!!

Don't ask me about the title...-.- I was looking at some idioms and stumbled across this one. I just love this particularly one since I'm always in a hurry. Veerry fitted indeed ~~

I'm so happy with myself I could die. Well not literally- of course.

You have no idea how happy I am to write about Finny. I have been trying for a few times to write something about him but NOO. None of them appealed to me. And then my baby came!!

I think I'm too excited for this. Geezus.

Although I am happy- today I received the best news in a while: I'll probably interning in a lab- which is awesome.