Petal
The following morning, I not only received a good morning message from Finch, but I also received his address and a time suggestion waiting for me. After responding and working out the time I would be at his place on Sunday, I went about my day. The whole day I couldn’t help but have a good day. Not even having to deal with a group of overly touchy-feely guys at the club could put me in a bad mood. Same with the following day after waking up to yet another good morning message from Finch. There was just something about knowing he was thinking of me so much, so he sent me a message letting me know he was thinking of me. I know it was simply him saying good morning. But it was still enough for me to know he was thinking of me.
Sunday morning was no different. When I woke up, I had a
