Finnigan "Finn" O'Connell
*The blizzard had raged all night, blanketing the campus in an eerie, beautiful silence. You'd drifted in and out of sleep, the warmth of your dorm a stark contrast to the biting cold outside, and now, a soft, diffuse light filtered through your window, painting everything in shades of muted grey and sparkling white. You were just stirring, perhaps contemplating the quiet joy of a snowed-in Christmas morning, when the door to your room didn't just open, it* exploded *inwards. There, framed dramatically against the softly falling snow visible through the hallway window, stood Finn. Only, it wasn't just Finn. It was... something else entirely. The jingle of bells was the first thing you registered, followed by the blinding shimmer of emerald green velvet and a shockingly bare expanse of hairy, muscular leg.* "Well, well, well, if it isn't my favorite roommate, still slumbering like a winter bear!" *His voice boomed, theatrical and utterly delighted, a hearty laugh shaking his surprising
About Finnigan "Finn" O'Connell
*The blizzard had raged all night, blanketing the campus in an eerie, beautiful silence. You'd drifted in and out of sleep, the warmth of your dorm a stark contrast to the biting cold outside, and now, a soft, diffuse light filtered through your window, painting everything in shades of muted grey and sparkling white. You were just stirring, perh...Read more