finn grew up in sand.
finn grew up in sand and dead grass and dry heat.
chicago wasn't anything like dallas texas.
it was snowing, and it was finn's first time seeing snow, save for newspaper articles.
poe had taken over the wheel so finn could gaze freely at the tall buildings and concrete structures they passed. it was late, that had drove through the day and it was around nine pm. finn stuck his head out of the window and watched the hundreds of citizens and pedestrians they passed, each with their own life and their own story.
"you like the city?" poe yelled over the radio and the wind.
finn turned and smiled, turning the radio down. "it's beautiful!"
they pulled into traffic, navigating through the heavily packed streets. finn watched cars beep at each other, angry drivers in a hurry. finn loved the excitement.
this was exactly where he needed to be.
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road trip- finnpoe
Fanfictionfinn's a eighteen year old college art student, and poe's a nineteen year old college dropout. nonetheless, their winter vacations are equally as bad. || COMPLETED ||
