A Cup of Coffee, the Rain and His Sweater

Meet Finnley

Finnley. But he just goes by Finn. He has a mess of dark brown hair, and round glasses, through which his grey-brown eyes cautiously watch. His pale face is marked by freckles, and his cheeks are often flushed a subtle pink. His outfits are almost always earthy tones, perfect for obscuring dirt marks. Brown. Brown sweaters, jackets, corduroys, and overalls. White. White button-ups, shoes, and t-shirts. He is often seen carrying a leather satchel, the contents of which include loose papers, pens, pencils, and small flowers and plants Finn finds. He spends much of his free time outside, or drawing and creating stories. He isn't exactly a social person, and doesn't speak up very often. He almost always has a warm drink with him, especially in the colder months. On this particular day of school however, Finn was staring out the open window adjacent to his desk. Occasionally, the movement of the autumn leaves on the tree outside the classroom would register in his brain, but he was mostly zoned out as he absentmindedly doodled.