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Finn/Joy
Okay, so...she really didn't know what to do here. If anyone had any ideas they could offer to her, that would be greatly appreciated, because Joy Diserfino (wogdjskgs why couldn't she just say McLaggen already?) did not know what to do in a situation like this.

Puddlemere had lost, and Finn was sulking.

This! This was not good! When Finn was upset he usually yelled and stomped around and slammed doors, but now. Ohmygosh he was just there, sitting in the living room all sad and it was JUST TERRIBLE AND SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO MAYBE SHE SHOULD DO A JOURNAL ENTRY ASKING FOR ADVICE?!

Fuck!

Joy rolled her tongue around in her mouth nervously as she stood in the entrance way of the kitchen, just having managed to get Cormac to sleep. Right. Well. Maybe if she did something wrong, he'd go and start yelling and cursing, and then he'd be back to normal! Ooh, so really, there was no way she could go wrong with this! Brilliant!

She slipped onto the couch beside Finn, pouting greatly. He lolled his head onto his shoulder to look at her, and just as Joy was ready to spew a grand speech about how brilliantly they had played and how amazing it was to watch him, Finn let out a breath and slumped to the side, dropping his head onto her lap almost pitifully.

Oh.

Oh, well. This she could do.