[ic, log] but you're pretty when you're mine
who: Puck & Rachel.
when: After this.
warnings: NC-17, not suitable for minors, etc. However, most likely very minimal spoilers.
Honestly, it was the most prepared Puck had been in a pretty damn long time. He gave himself double the awesome points for being prepared after that epic game of beer pong, which was pretty much abandoned as soon as Rachel had replied to his first text. It was surprising, since he was used to her giving him directions on how to sober up immediately or face being shafted for the next month.
So when the texts gave him quite a bit more information than what he had first expected, Puck had basically bailed on the guys in about ten seconds flat. Admittedly, he was almost thankful for the fact that it took him a bit to take the detour to his house before getting to Rachel's. The walk had sobered him enough that it had turned into a more pleasant buzz instead of the complete idiocy he had been texting with earlier.
Despite knowing neither of her dads were home, Puck fished around in his pockets to find his phone and pull it out.
i'm downstairs. you still awake, or did the wine totally knock you out?
Yeah, chicks totally dug a guy with a sense of humor. (Either that, or the beer hadn't worn off as much as he thought it had.)
when: After this.
warnings: NC-17, not suitable for minors, etc. However, most likely very minimal spoilers.
Honestly, it was the most prepared Puck had been in a pretty damn long time. He gave himself double the awesome points for being prepared after that epic game of beer pong, which was pretty much abandoned as soon as Rachel had replied to his first text. It was surprising, since he was used to her giving him directions on how to sober up immediately or face being shafted for the next month.
So when the texts gave him quite a bit more information than what he had first expected, Puck had basically bailed on the guys in about ten seconds flat. Admittedly, he was almost thankful for the fact that it took him a bit to take the detour to his house before getting to Rachel's. The walk had sobered him enough that it had turned into a more pleasant buzz instead of the complete idiocy he had been texting with earlier.
Despite knowing neither of her dads were home, Puck fished around in his pockets to find his phone and pull it out.
i'm downstairs. you still awake, or did the wine totally knock you out?
Yeah, chicks totally dug a guy with a sense of humor. (Either that, or the beer hadn't worn off as much as he thought it had.)