||Finn Wolfhard}32

High school. Finn rarely showed up at school. Because he was filming movies or TV shows. But he still heard every month how much of a bitch you were. I mean, you were the prettiest girl in school. And you took advantage of it. You'd date for a week and then break up to get the last of your money and, of course, flowers to post on Instagram. There were new girls every month. And after a week, it was forgotten. You had a lot of friends. And when your exes approached you, you'd turn them down, then laugh right in front of him and call you names, not exactly bad ones. And they all always reapplied every month. And one time, Finn and his friend Jack were discussing me because Jack had already been caught for the fourth time.