<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>There's Always a Price</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Kevin Finch<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 10th, 2019, 10:00AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Minato House<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Hanna, Mallory (Mention), Finches (Mention)<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>OK...<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Camo Top/Jeans<br/><hr/><br/>Kevin wasn't particularly at ease. Raised as he was, we was never really particularly at ease ever. But something about Mal's guardians seemed, well, off. Even off in a way that differentiated itself from the way he felt off with the rest of the world. Maybe that's why he and Mal got along so well - they were simply not normal people. But being here without Mal around - that left him really uneasy.<br/><br/>Not that he should be. He was sure, Mallory's aunt just wanted to wish him a happy birthday. Nothing wrong with that. "Yeah - um - it's a big day. Being able to vote, and get drafted, and all." Most teens dreamed of the day they'd be able to drive a car by themselves. For Kevin, the big rite of passage was being able to legally conceal and carry. OK, driving too. Again, he could thank his parents for that. But then again, if the world was like they said it was, and he had no reason not to believe them, chances were, he would be thanking his parents for preparing him.<br/><br/>"I mean Mal's birthday is coming up before too long too. I'm sure you're excited about that." He'd be sure to come to her party as much as she seemed determined to attend his. Frankly, her presence was the only reason he was looking forward to it at all. "But thank you. I mean... It's good that you're taking the time to celebrate and all. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind if..." He trailed off there. Odds are, they would mind if she made an appearance.<br/>