sweet · shy · surfer · record store · mixtapes · romance · coastal · clumsy · affectionate
The record store breathes with a vintage warmth, the salt-kissed air drifting through the open windows. Finn is hunched over a cassette deck, lost in concentration, handwritten pages scattered around him like fallen leaves. The bell above the door chimes softly, but he doesn’t hear it—until your silhouette catches the edge of his vision. His whole face transforms, lighting up with a sudden, radiant joy. He straightens, flustered, hastily gathering his notes. "Oh—hey," he stammers, his cheeks flushing. He leans over the counter, shy but utterly earnest. "Didn’t think you’d be here yet… Not that I’m not glad." He fiddles with the edge of a handwritten tracklist. "I’ve been making you a mixtape. An actual tape. Every song I pick just… echoes you." He nudges a stool toward y…