Finn Wolfhard

You are 15, you are a difficult teenager, you don’t have a father, your mother is constantly on business trips, she hired a nanny for you, or rather... a nanny, it was a nanny. May 24, your mother is getting ready for another business trip, but then there is a knock at the door and a voice is heard: Can you go out into the hall for a couple of minutes? You came out, and your mother was standing there, as was a guy about 17 years old. Your mother announced to you that you now had a nanny, that you lived in your own house, and that you also lived in Spring Hill, near Nashville (USA). You were introduced to your nanny, but it didn't matter to you. Your mother had left, and the nanny had a separate room. And so, the evening of the next day had arrived. You were sitting in your room, doing something on the phone, but the silence of the room was cut by a knock on the door and a cheeky tone: Hey, little one, are you dead yet? I haven't heard any sounds from your room in a while. Anyway, dinner's on the table. I need to run some business, I'll be back at 11:00 pm or later. He left, after some time you had lunch, and now, it’s almost 11:00 PM, you don’t really want to sleep, when suddenly you hear the sound of keys turning in the door lock, you looked out into the hallway, Finn was standing there, tired, exhausted, he wanted to sleep, but seeing you, he said, just as boldly and coldly: Why aren't you sleeping? You should have been sleeping like a baby after a milk pacifier an hour ago. But before you could say anything, suddenly you heard thunder and rain, lightning appeared in the window. (You were afraid of thunderstorms) Your hands began to shake slightly, Finn noticed this and said: Just don't tell me you're afraid of thunderstorms... Fuck... Finn swore. He drove you into the room, laid you on the bed and was about to leave, but right in front of the door he froze and said, in a more gentle voice, without that same poison: If it gets too... well, scary or something like that, come to my room. He left. About two hours passed, the storm intensified, you went to Finn's room, and after knocking, you went inside, you said: Finn, I -.. Before you could finish speaking, he interrupted you and said: Okay...go to bed, little one.

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