I'm headed straight for the floor
The alcohol's served its tour.
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Finn woke up to Grace standing over him.
"Seriously?" She said in an angry tone.
Finn groaned and rolled over onto his stomach. Grace tugged on his arm and he slapped her away, only succeeding in making her even more annoyed.
"How many of these did you drink?" She said as she started to grab the empty beer bottles off the table and floor by the couch.
"A couple," Finn said quietly with his eyes still closed.
Grace sighed, "And where's Scout?"
Finn shrugged and picked his head up a little before whistling. A couple seconds later Sadie walked into the room with the dog in her hands.
"How have you still not potty trained him?" She said in disbelief.
"Did you guys just come here to remind me of all my mistakes?" Finn said starting to sit up on the couch.
"You're actually leaving a dent in the couch. Why don't you sleep in your room?" Grace asked.
Finn got defensive quickly, "Maybe I like the couch. How did you even get in my house?"
Finn didn't like the couch. He just couldn't get himself to even step foot in the room upstairs. It wasn't his room, it was their room. She was everywhere, and he couldn't seem to rid himself of the thoughts of her. So he stayed on the couch. Every day since she left, the couch had been his bed. It had been over a month since then, and maybe his back was starting to feel it but he wasn't going to admit that.
"Pia gave me the key. Now get up and shower, you smell."
"I'm not going anywhere today though," Finn said with a sigh.
Grace walked away with some of the empty bottles. Sadie looked to Finn awkwardly and he nodded his head at her.
"Have you talked...to her?" He asked quietly.
Sadie shook her head, "I don't know if I want to right now."
Finn nodded, not wanting to argue with Sadie. He didn't see why Sadie was so angry but he wasn't going to question it. He was angry too, so he could understand her for that.
Grace came into the room then with her arms crossed, "You better get up before-"
"Okay I'm here and Finn you better be showered," Pia's voice came from the front door.
Finn looked up as Pia walked into the living room. She saw the state of the room and sighed, "You slept in here again?"
Finn nodded slightly, scared that Pia was going to be angry with him. He was rather surprised when she sighed and ran a hand through her hair.
"I'm going to make some scrambled eggs. Go shower and then come back down to eat. You have an interview today-"
"I don't want to do an interview," Finn said bluntly.
Grace raised her eyebrows at his snappy tone. He shook his head, "They're just going to ask me more questions on the music. I answered them all, what's the point?"
"They want to see you in person stating these things though, all that's been released is statements in magazines," Pia said.
"Good then that's all they get. I don't want to do it because they don't even want the whole band, they just want me and we know their ulterior motive. Calpurnia isn't the Finn show."
