She makes for the cap, but he really is TOO TALL. The soles of her sport-intensive sneakers plop back down to Earth, disappointed by their own disability to take flight. Oh, how they’ve failed Betty now.
The cap doesn’t really matter, all things considered. It’s the name that rings like a catchy melody in her ears. Sweetpea will forever be his name, she realizes, but Finn really does fit just as well.
“ Maybe I will. Wear it out. ” Betty teases, reaching up to fix the hat on his head so it’s facing backwards. So she can see his eyes. “ Except… I’d rather call you something else when we’re alone… Sweetfinn. Yeah, that works, doesn’t it? Sweetfinn… I like it. ”
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