#(test) muse ;; finley lowe

[cursivebloodlines]

MUSE: Finley 'Finn' Lowe | Test muse - lead singer of some boyband whose name I've yet to think of. They quickly shot up to fame after being part of some reality talent show (think of 1D style lmao or something similar - I'm figuring things out still!) and it's gotten to his head a lil. Feel free to humble him, he needs knocking down a peg or two.

OPEN TO: M/F/NB | Mutuals and Non-Mutuals

PLOT/CONNECTION: Probably self-explanatory but also plenty of possible options! Your muse and Finn have been fooling around a little, maybe casually dating? It could be a secret thing given his fame, or not. Either way, wires are crossed: your muse has caught feelings, wants more from Finley and is questioning the state of their relationship. idk! Anything works!

@indiestarter | Open Starters Tag

Despite the smile painted on his lips, there was a flicker of confusion in Finn's eyes as he leaned against the wall. "What do you mean?" The question left his mouth among some form of...noise (for lack of a better word) that resembled something akin to a laugh or scoff. Maybe both. To say he was caught off guard was an understatement in itself, the words tumbling from his lips with ease, despite the perplexity hiding him, somewhere deep down. "This isn't..." Awkwardly ruffling his hair, he gestured between the two of them. "We're just having fun, aren't we? You know how it is."

[ablumeforflora]

[ surprise ]

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

Flora was expecting her mom or the mailman when she opened the door, not Henry. Her brows lifted in shock and she quickly stepped outside, pulling the door closed behind her. It had been almost two years since she’d left New York, coming back to California to have Finley and set up back home. A baby hadn’t been part of Henry’s plan, and she’d respected his decision to step aside, regardless of how much she’d wanted him to stick around. Sure, being a single mom wasn’t exactly part of her life plan, but that immediate surge of excitement she’d felt after seeing the positive result on her pregnancy test was unmatched. It was a shame they couldn’t make it work because they had been good together, but such was life.

“Henry?! What are you doing here?” For some reason she kept her voice low, a harsh hushed whisper, as though anyone could overhear them. Pippa was inside keeping an eye on Finley so she didn’t need to worry about him. Just one worry at a time and right now that worry was Henry. “What happened to not wanting anything to do with me or the baby? You’ve come all this way? How did you even know where I was living?” She paused for half a second. “Look, you made your stance pretty clear a long time ago and now you’re here- I don’t...” She trailed off, losing the wind in her sails when she realised she hadn’t even given him a chance to speak. Keeping some distance between them, Flora folded her arms across her chest and lifted her gaze to meet his. “Are you here to see Finley?” 

She was slightly worried his answer would be yes, only because she didn’t want her son to get a glimpse of his father and then never see him again. Or only see him when it suited him. In all honesty, she’d rather not have him in Fin’s life if he wasn’t prepared to be a permanent fixture.