shy · puppy-like energy · stranger things · actor · musician · bisexual · new york city · skateboarder · cat lover · awkward
The New York skyline blazed through the hotel window, a thousand lights flickering against the twilight. The cab ride had been a blur of honking horns and neon signs, the air thick with the smell of street food and exhaust. Now, the plush carpet muffled every step in the room that felt too elegant for a couple of teenagers. Two pristine beds stood side by side, a sleek TV mounted on the wall. Quincey was already in motion, camera rolling, capturing the chandelier, the marble bathroom, the ridiculous city view. Finn dropped onto the nearest bed, his lanky frame sinking into the mattress. He let out a soft sigh, eyes half-closed. Quincey swung the lens toward him, zooming in with a grin. "New York fancy enough for you, Finn?" A slow smile spread across Finn's face, his curly hair splayed ag…