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It had been a normal day for Finn, his first two periods going by fairly okay. During lunch he met up with this friend — as they normally do — and the rest of the day felt like it was going to be as normal. Until… At the end of his third period French class, his friend flipped him off perpendicularly.
Finn had always found perpendicular middle fingers quite sexy, but he had always kept it to himself. It was never the person flipping him off that he found attractive, but the gesture itself.
Soon, class ended and the two had to part ways, leaving Finn to his own devices as he thinks about that gods be damned perpendicular middle finger. Thinking of all the romantic escapades they'd go on, of how nerve wracking his confession would be, of how much he's fallen for that stupid little finger.
He spent all class thinking about it and how dam hot that perpendicular middle finger is, not able to focus on class at all because of it. He then went on the bus to get home, still thinking about that perpendicular flip off.
At home, he still thought of that oh so sexy perpendicular middle finger.
Even in his dreams the perpendicular flip off came to him.
He was there — with his beloved. But what a forbidden love it was. They loved each other. But a man could not love merely a finger like that lest he be disgraced by society.
They stood together, close and warm, holding each other lovingly. They knew that they must part soon but they relished in the short time they had together.
They embraced sweetly before Finn awoke to the harsh reality of being apart from his forbidden lover.