 Jesse/Finn Rucole Club Club|| film lyfe || mac and cheese queen|| *exits with trunkshot*
Fal was for sure shaking a bit. It was a little bit of over excitement (like a chihuahua) and of course, nervousness. She switched her sparkly clutch from one hand to the other so that said hand would be free for hand holding. HINT HINT, HOLD MY HAND, PLEASE, BOYFRIEND.
"Do I look okay?" The 28 year-old finally said to Finn. "Like, did I overdo it? Did I underdo it? Should I have let my hair down? Is it too formal??? DO I LOOK LIKE SOMEONE YOU'D WANT TO WORK WITH??" The strawberry-blonde was beyond happy to receive news about her new job. SHE GOT HER DREAM JOB!!! Working with fascinating beings!! VAAAAMMPPPIIIREEESSSSSSS!!!
"LET'S DANCE." She blurted out, the excitement obviously shoving the nervousness aside. Dancing would certainly shake the jitters out.
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