It was the kind of open-ended, inconclusive answer that made Finn want to jump off a cliff. In part because he knew that it was the truth, and there really wasn’t an easier answer. He breathes in through his nose, out through his mouth with a sigh.

“What were you guys even fighting about?” Finn crawls further up Jake’s back, sitting closer to his head. It was a loaded question, for how innocently delivered it was.