It was on a lovely Sunday morning. Finn Morgan casually nibbled on his breakfast - at 11:30am while he browsed the Hartford newspaper on his iPad. He flipped pages casually, looking for something to spark his interest. He flipped and flipped and flipped until he realized he flipped past a familiar face, so he flipped back. "Bloody Hell!" was all he could shriek, over and over.
Exactly 4 years ago, Finn's best friend Logan Huntzberger proposed to the woman pictured in the paper. Logan was unceremoniously turned down by that woman, and Logan was never the same since. In the four years since, Logan moved to California, started a business, sold that business, moved to Manhattan, started another business, sold that business and now was drifting. Finn had not seen the woman in the picture since the day of the ill-fated proposal. Rory Gilmore had been the great love of Logan's life - and the best friend and little sister of their friend group. Finn had not seen or heard from her since the day she declined getting married to Logan. Now, it seemed, she was engaged to be married to some random doctor in New York. Her beautiful blue eyes and dark hair were still the same - she was lovely.
Most people fantasize about happy relationships for themself or crazy sexual experiences, but Finn didn't bother with all that. His life had always been wild so his fantasies were usually about happiness for his loved ones. Colin McCrae and Logan were his best friends - practically brothers - since they were little kids. If they could be happy and settled, Finn would be content.
Finn always assumed that Logan and Rory would find their way back to each other. The two were perfect for each other. They were every sappy cliche from TV shows and movies. "You complete me." "You're my lobster." And every other one you can think of. Finn always thought that eventually once they both grew up, they would be together. Finn would dance at their wedding and spoil their kids, while he had a hot redhead on his arm.
Apparently, Rory was spoiling Finn's plan. Rory was going to marry some boring-looking doctor in 6 months and was going to crush Finn's dream of Logan and Rory living happily ever after! He had to do something. And he had 6 months to do it!
Finn grabbed his phone and dialed Colin. "Colin! We need a plan!"
Colin replied, "Ok. Let's make a plan." Then he paused for a bit and said, "And what are we planning?"
"It seems Love is getting hitched to some bloke other than Logan. This won't stand!"
Colin sighed. "You mean Reporter Girl?"
"YES! She can't marry some rando! She was always end game for Logan once he got his shit together."
Colin sighed again. "Oh boy. What do you have in mind?"
"No idea. That's why I called you. My idea was to devise a plan. You're more of a details guy."
Colin grumbled, "Of course. Let me do some digging and get back to you, 'kay?"
Finn disconnected the call without another word.