[ That was always the problem, wasn’t it…getting out of his head, the overthinking and anxiousness that followed it. Finn frowns, letting his gaze fall back on his collection of paper birds, each one slightly better than the last, but still not perfect. He takes a fourth napkin, folding it diagonally, carefully.
Anything to avoid catching Jake's eye.]
...There is this one other girl. We've been kinda hanging out, I guess?
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[ That was always the problem, wasn’t it…getting out of his head, the overthinking and anxiousness that followed it. Finn frowns, letting his gaze fall back on his collection of paper birds, each one slightly better than the last, but still not perfect. He takes a fourth napkin, folding it diagonally, carefully.
Anything to avoid catching Jake's eye.]
...There is this one other girl. We've been kinda hanging out, I guess?