“I was in working order thanks.”
“Then what happened?”
Finn shrugged. “I told him I wanted to get to know him, then tried to kiss him, but he pulled away.”
Trent bunched his lips together, then nodded slowly.
“How did you try to kiss him?”
“What do you mean how?” Finn said, then pointed at his lips. “I tried to put my lips on his, and he bolted.”
“Just making sure you didn’t do anything weird, like go in with your tongue out or with your eyes wide.”
“My eyes were closed, or at least half way closed, and my tongue was in my mouth, prepped for action, but sadly, didn’t get to see any.”
Trent hummed, then clapped and rose from the steps. “Come on then, let’s work all these moody emotions out of you.”
“I’m not moody.”
“Yes, you are. Come on, I’m thinking weights to start with.”
Finn nodded. “Yeah, I’m thinking weights too.”