*FINN'S POV*
I ran a hand through my hair as my sister came downstairs. My head was still spinning and the lecture my dad just gave me certainly didn't help.
"Well you look like crap," my sister noted as she sat down at the counter. I looked up long enough to glare at her before I went back to wallowing.
“What the f**k did you do this time?" I looked up at my sister and tried not to scream.
"Well?" I glared at her before finally deciding that I could probably use her help. After all, my sister was friends with Tinsley. Maybe she would help me with my problem.
"I kind of screwed things up with Tinsley." I looked down at my open palms before clenching them again. There was a long silence before I looked up and saw my sister glaring daggers at me.
"You did what?" she said through her gritted teeth. I leaned backwards in my chair, trying to back away from her. My sister was scary when she was angry.
"SPILL." I folded my hands together and took in a breath. "We kissed." I squeezed my eyes shut bracing myself for her outburst. But it never came. I opened my eyes and saw my sister staring at the counter.
“Don’t play with a girl’s feelings, Finn.”
I frowned at my sister. “I’m not. She literally kissed me first.” My sister raised an eyebrow in response.
“And was she drunk?”
I glared at her. “What do you expect me to do when a cute girl kisses me!”
My sister laughed evilly. “Oh boy. You are in for a ride.”