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Feb 10 2018, 02:58 AM
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This wasn’t the first concert of Oliver’s that Finley had attended. The first one he had brought his nieces and nephew and it was likely the most exciting thing he’d done in ages, but this one? There was something different about attending the concert alone. He still had an amazing time--he didn’t have to worry about keeping track of four kids who could get trampled on or lost (his sisters would never forgive him), but regardless there was almost something more nerve-wracking about going alone. Maybe it was because Finley had been so entranced and smitten at the first concert, but had to keep track of other people...this time he was alone, and he could basically feel his stomach in knots as he was led back to where Oliver’s dressing room was (thanks to his VIP pass). <p>
With a light knock on the door, Finley slowly pushed the door open and entered, ”Hey there, rockstar,” he greeted with a grin, ”I hope it’s okay I didn’t bring the rest of your fanclub today--you just get me.” He immediately found himself hugging Oliver as fast as he could get across the room to him--almost as if he hadn’t seen Oliver for years rather than a couple weeks. Their schedules were so busy right now, and Finley was just glad he was able to sneak away for the evening and not have to worry about getting up supremely early--it was a travel day, anyway. ”You did wonderfully, as expected.”
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Finley was well aware of the fact that Christmas was fast approaching, which also meant that Oliver was going to be embarking on his tour (which Finley was supremely excited for him), which meant they would be seeing even less of each other. This made him take upon the task of trying to hang out with Oliver every available moment they could, which involved countless movie days/nights amongst everything else. Today was meant to be one of those days, but the Hodges sisters had other thoughts...kind of. See, they liked to do their Christmas shopping in London for having more variety of stores...plus they could leave Finley’s nieces and nephew with him so they could shop in peace...which is what led to the current predicament. <p>

The three nieces and one nephew had decided Finley needd to decorate for Christmas, and oh, Finley had a friend? He had to help too, which is how the whole mess began, and Finley finally got them to settle down a bit to decorate the tree and watch a movie, leaving Oliver and Finley to hide in the kitchen waiting for cookies to finish baking and cocoa for the kids, ”I am so sorry again,” Finley frowned, ”I know they can be a handful, and they have no sense of personal space--that’s not really something that kids in my family figure out until like...teenaged years if then,” Finley rambled, ”And I’m sorry they are crashing our day--I don’t see them as much as I’d like and I can’t really say no to my sisters…” he frowned, hoping that Oliver wasn’t too upset or overwhelmed by the circumstances, ”Also, I’m sorry you’ve got tinsel everywhere,” as if to prove that, Finley brushed a few stray strands of it from Oliver’s shoulder, letting it flutter to the floor. He’d worry about cleaning later...after the kiddos left.

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FInley was someone who could tolerate the public appearances when he had to, and now that his rugby season had began, they were fewer and far between. As such, now that the season had begun it was harder for him to hang out with Oliver as much as he wanted to between the two’s schedules, and when they were able to hang out, it wasn’t uncommon for Finley to duck out early or end up falling asleep. The season was exhausting, at least the sport itself was, which made it a little more tricky for him to do things like stay up late and make a lot of plans all the time because he simply wanted to use his free time to rest as much as possible. Tonight was different, however, and he was nursing a hangover from Howl’s Costume Party the night before which was fine, but here Finley was attending the Black and White Ball with Oliver. <p>

It was fine, things were good, they’d posed for a picture or two before heading around exploring. He’d never really had the chance to come before, as Finley was either out of town or too tired, but he wasn’t going to shut down an opportunity to hang out with Oliver if he could help it. Sure, he was smitten, and was pretty sure his crush was no more subtle than an elephant in a laundromat, but he also genuinely enjoyed spending time with Ollie. However, Finley was also aware that Oliver wasn’t such a fan of huge crowds and the like, and found himself thankful they found a balcony that was pretty empty. It overlooked a garden that Finley was sure they’d never find, but regardless. ”Thank God,” Finley exhaled, finding himself leaning on the railing, ”I needed the mental break from taking all this in--this stuff is crazy--I don’t even know how I would try to think up some of this.” Of course, Finley was rambling, as he often did, ”You’re doing alright though?


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Finley had been more than excited to hear that he had been invited to participate (and play) in a rugby charity event aside from just training in preparation for the season. There would be all kinds of people there from all walks of life helping out in some way or form, plus a bunch of the athletes playing to fundraise for a great number of charities, so it hadn’t taken long for him to select his home kit to wear to the glorified scrimmage. It was for a good cause, and had made quite a few successful tries (as he was one of the faster players there--it was no surprise for him to bolt off running with the ball), and was now enjoying some break time to rest on the sidelines and mingle with many of the people he would encounter and thank them for helping out. It wasn’t even his own organized fundraising event, but he felt that the people who volunteered to be there deserved the recognition just as much as anyone else there did. As such, he found himself awkwardly standing next to a rather attractive guy, whom had definitely been the one to sing the national anthem earlier and was a bit tongue-tied. <p>

Finley could practically hear his sisters telling him to suck it up and talk to him, and swallowed a lump that had formed in his throat before smiling at the guy, ”Hey, you were the one who sang the national anthem earlier, right?” he asked, ”You did awesome, you should definitely do it for matches more because you sound so much better than most of the people they usually get.” It took a lot of his own will power to stop him from rambling on about it, and instead stuck his hand out to shake, ”I’m Finley, by the way.” It was common courtesy for him to introduce himself, despite many of the people who were rugby fans already knew who he was. It was rude for him to not lead with that and assume that everyone knew him. ”It’s super cool that you volunteered to help out here today, also,” he noted, ”It’s so awesome to see so many people come out and volunteer and donate in general, honestly.” It was always a bit surprising for him, considering how most rugby events were usually attended by fans who were expecting it to be a bloodbath, but this was such a lighthearted event that the turnout was amazing.


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Finley grew up in a small town with his three older sisters and mother and spent a great deal of time playing rugby to the point he got signed with the current championship team in the professional rugby union and moved to London. He’s very humble and a total sweetheart despite the sudden fame that he has risen to and is currently trying to figure himself out in the moment aside from just rugby player. <p>

friends: finley is a very nice guy, who is constantly trying to be there for his friends and teammates, but is overall a very friendly person even to strangers. He will go out of his way to be nice if it’ll brighten someone else’s day if he’s not currently bogged down with his own schedule and makes an effort to share the spotlight whenever he can. He’s incredibly supportive. <p>

enemies: obviously there will be people who hate him on principle, who find him to be a bit of a ditz or just a brainless jock. There’s people that won’t like him just because he plays on the wrong team. He tries not to let it bother him, and he won’t be the one trying to start a fight as he’ll only hit you if you hit him first, and even then he isn’t likely to resort to violence unless someone talks badly about his sisters/mother/friends. He plays a violent sport, there’s no need for that outside of it.<p>

lovers: his sexuality is frequently questioned as it is an enigma all on it’s own. He hasn’t really dated anyone enough to call them his boyfriend (oh yeah, he’s gay as hell), and he doesn’t really feel the need to delve into such personal details about him. He won’t deny it if it gets brought up, but he’s also not the kind of person to make a huge deal out of anything because he doesn’t think of himself as that important or impactful necessarily. His final is covered! <p>
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