"Okay, so I don't know how well this is going to work, but it's better than nothing." Finn said, locking eyes with Raihn. He felt his heart jump a bit, so he immediately looked down at the sticks. "This was the best stick I could find, the handle could use some carving it you find it to be uncomfortable." Finn said, looking at the larger stick and setting it down beside Raihn. He moved closer to Raihn's hurt ankle, sitting down on the ground once he got close enough. "This will hurt." Finn said softly, glancing up at Raihn's face. He grabbed the stick while lifting Raihn's ankle. He set one of the pieces under his leg, along with the rope, before putting more pieces on top. He then quickly tied it all together securely, wrapping the rope around many times to secure it further. "Yeah, I clearly ain't a medic, but that should hopefully hold for a while." Finn said, finishing off the last knot before looking at Raihn's eyes.

Raihn wasn't sure what to make of this.... of Finn doing so much for him, especially considering the guy didn't keep it a secret that he disliked him, and honestly, the feeling was mutual. That being said, it wasn't difficult to put the pieces together regarding the sticks before Finn even had the chance to explain what they were about. Why? It was a question that Raihn had found himself wanting to ask more times than he could count in the last twenty-four hours. Instead, he bit back the question and sucked in a pained breath when Finn raised his injured ankle and began to splint it. God fucking damn it, that hurt, but aside from the inhale of breath, the clench of his jaw, and the slight tensing of his body, Raihn refused to let it show. Instead, he kept his gaze focused on his ankle and the movement of Finn's hands until he set his foot down and spoke once more. Hearing his statement he found himself scoffing in amusement. Damn right,t he wasn't a medic, honestly the splint looked like some four-year-old arts and crafts project, and yet, already it seemed to be doing the trick. His ankle still hurt, but he could feel the relief that the support of the splint gave. "Thank you." He said after a long moment of silence, lifting his green hues up and to Finn's own gaze.

Finn's brows furrowed a bit as he stared at Raihn. Why was he doing all this? Finn wanted the question answered himself and knew Raihn was probably wondering the same thing. "Yeah you're welcome." Finn said, a tinge of coldness coming from his voice. He didn't mean to sound even the slightest bit upset, but he couldn't control it. He was confused and a bit angry at himself. What was Raihn doing to him? Was it bad that Finn wanted to punch him but also make out with him? Finn looked down at his ankle before getting up. Without looking at Raihn any further he started to walk away.

(ah sorry its so short)

Whatever small sense of gratitude that Riahn felt in that brief moment that his eyes had met Finns disappeared the instant he heard his response. Or rather, the tone with which he spoke. Asshole. He thought, his expression hardening slightly. He'd tried being nice, a little more friendly and considerate, and what did that get him? A cold answer. Rolling his eyes in annoyance as Finn stood up he turned his gaze to the splint on his ankle and then over to the walking stick he'd been given. Although he was now mildly pissed thanks to Finn's behavior, he'd be lying if he suggested he wasn't at the same time grateful. The stick gave him mobility. True, he couldn't go far, but he didn't have to remain stuck where he was on the floor and leaning back against the wall the whole damn day. He'd be able to walk around, get his bearings, maybe even plan in what direction he was going to set off the moment his ankle would support his weight.

Finn walked to the fire where the girls were, without looking back at Raihn. Surely, they were just as confused as he was. Finn sat down, his gaze focusing one the cooked meat. "How did the cooking go?" Finn asked. "It went fine I guess." Jinx replied. Finn grabbed a piece and tasted it. "I think we could use some spices and seasoning, but we'll get that on our next run." Finn stated, grabbing more cooked meat and eating it. "You wanna go tomorrow or sometime later today." Finn asked both the girls. "I mean, lets just go today I kind of wanna get booze and stuff. We haven't had booze in a while." Jinx replied. Finn thought for a moment before agreeing. He would love to see them get wasted, and maybe partake in it. "Yall know I try not to do all that stuff, someone needs to be the sober one." Finn joked, "But yeah we can go today." He then added.

Raihn fixed his gaze on Finn, watching him walk away from him and over to the fire. He took note of how Jinx and Aleria looked up at Finn the moment he approached, their expressions kind, affectionate, caring... things he honestly wouldn't expect to see so freely given to someone like Finn. But then, perhaps it was solely he who received such crude and coarse words, tones, and attitudes. He lifted a hand and ran his fingers through his hair before tearing his eyes from him and looking toward the door on of the building while listening to the three of them speak. "Getting waisted sounds fucking amazing," Aleria said with a chuckle when she heard Finn give the okay to go on a run today. Booze, maybe some weed, more food. All of that sounded amazing, more than she had expected it would.

((Sorry it's so short. >.>))

"Yeah well let's fucking go. One of you stay back with Raihn though." Finn said as he got up. He emptied his bag and swung it over his shoulder. He didn't know who was staying back with him, but once he glanced over his shoulder, it was clear Jinx was going with him.
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It took them 3 hours to go on this run, mainly because they were quite far from the city. They had to walk and wait till the train came to get there quicker. They had got some more food, seasoning, booze, and other things. Jinx was excited, and so was Finn. "Hey pretty lady, did you miss us." Finn called out as he walked into the warehouse with a 12-pack in his hands. He then glanced at Raihn before setting everything down. He put all the food away where it belonged and left the rest out. "Ya'll are going to have some fun tonight!" Finn said, looking at everything they scored. It was enough for all of them for a night, and maybe the next day but Finn guaranteed it would all be gone by the end of the night.

For three hours Raihn was stuck with Aleria. Honestly, and much to his surprise he found he would have much preferred Jinx to stay behind instead. He didn't really know either of them but between the two she seemed a hell of a lot more friendly. Drawing in a breath he shook his head and continued his silence, finding no reason to attempt to say anything. It was only when he heard the sound of Finn's voice that he looked towards the entrance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the way Aleria sat up and took note of the bright smile she wore as she moved to stand up. "You know I did!" She called back. Seeing Finn, Jinx, and all that they had gotten her smile only grew. "Damn you guys." She said, her tone one of awe and excitement. It was at this that Raihn looked back over and noticed then all the supplies that Finn and Jinx had managed to get. Damn was right. There was food, spices, drinks, weed... a lot considering these people were homeless. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't suspicious of where they had managed to get all of it.

Since the whole run had taken them a while, the sun had already begun to set. "You ready to get fucked up, cmon Raihn join us." Finn said, looking back at Raihn. Finn sat down and opened the 12-pack, fishing out a can for everyone. He set one down beside him for Raihn, hoping that when he looked back, he'd see Raihn making his way over to him. They also got prerolls because it was just easier that way. Finn immediately pulled one out and lit it up before taking a hit. "Fuck, I've missed this." Finn said as he blew out the smoke. He held the joint up, going back and forth for one of the girls to take it. Once he had both of his hands free, he cracked open a beer. He wasn't going to drink a lot, he was going to smoke more than anything, but really, he wasn't going to do much of that either. He wanted to get slightly fucked up, but not enough to where he couldn't take care of the girls.

Raihn hadn't moved from where he sat, his gaze on the three of them as they moved to sit around the fire. He would have been perfectly content to remain still and silent while they had their fun. However, when Finn invited him over, setting a can of beer down in the open seat beside him he stiffened, his brows raising in slight surprise. Was he joking? Seeing as Finn didn't take the can back but instead moved to light a joint he narrowed his eyes some. After several long moments of silent, internal, debate Raihn slowly moved to stand up, grabbing hold of the cane that Finn had given him, to do so. Wincing slightly and clearing his throat he drew in a breath and let it out once he was on his feet. After a few moments, he began to slowly make his way over and, reaching the fire, grabbed the can of beer and then sat down. It was only as he took a seat that he realized he'd been holding his breath and in response slowly let it out. Setting the cane down he looked at his can of beer and then moved to pop it open and take a swig.