Fin

Spencer was out and Hex had invited Fin over to show him the flat. Such as it was- not that he could see much. But Hex wanted to give him the tour and let him catch how posh it was.

He'd made up some canapes, not really a meal but plenty to eat, and bite size. Then he tidied up a bit, noticing as he tucked a pair of Spencer's shoes in her room that it smelled really lovely. Posh perfume, posh decor. Part of him believed he didn't deserve to be here. But he was and it was grand.

He kept watch out the window to see when Fin's cab might pull up so he could bring him in.