Knowing that it would be better if Kurt and Puck talked while he wasn't around, Brody decided to conveniently go food shopping. Once he was out of the apartment, Puck glared at the countertenor before sitting on the couch. As much as he didn't want to talk to Kurt at the moment, he knew that they had to hash things out. Besides Puck needed to know if he was wasting his time trying to woo Kurt
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31 Texts From last Night Day 26 (1/2)test_kard_girlJanuary 27 2013, 20:32:18 UTC
(859): I am on a roof. I'm not sure which one, or why, or how, but I am on a roof and you should come get me. I can see info classrooms!
"Finn! Finn, what the hell are you doing?" Kurt hollars, staring dumbstruck as he watches his step-brother-- and New Directions suspiciously missing leading man-- flailing contentedly around on the rooftop. He's lying on his back, staring at the fluffy white summer clouds like he's never seen them before.
"Oh god, this is AWESOME!!! How've I never been, where is, why am I up here...?"
"Why is he up here??" Kurt repeats shrilly, swinging his head round and glaring at Puck, who's just stooped down to pick a packet of what Kurt's pretty sure is Ketamine off the tarry asphalt. Taped to the front of the box is a note on official Carmel High headed paper.
"...'Sorry you missed the competition. love, VA'..." Puck reads, scrunching up the paper in annoyance. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Kurt presses a finger to the headache pulsing between his eyes. It all makes agaonizing sense
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Re: 31 Texts From last Night Day 26 (2/2)test_kard_girlJanuary 27 2013, 20:32:38 UTC
Kurt's mouth gapes for a moment; but Puck just lifts his head and hollars in the direction of their tranquelized friend.
"Hey! Finnessa!"
Finn stops struggling, going rigid like a startled deer.
"I had sex with your girlfriend."
What?
"What?" Kurt spits, before he can stop himself.
"...Wha??" Finn sounds like he didn't understand all the words.
"Yeah. Rachel. Your girlfriend. Sexed her up all over the place while you were still getting your guilt-shit together."
Kurt presses his forehead briefly against Finn's ankle: "I don't believe this..."
"But...She's my...But you're not..."
"--Yeah, she's not that bad. Y'know, if you're not into boobs. The legs make up for it--"
"--You're making me ill." Kurt pronounces, but Puck ignores him 'cos Finn is trying to clamber back to his drunken feet.
"Rachel's my girl-frien'. She wouldn' cheat on me, not with you, you're datin' Kurt."
His drugged-up anger is weirdly intimidating. Kurt and Puck scramble backwards, getting out the way as flaily-Finn pulls himself straight again; takes
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"Finn! Finn, what the hell are you doing?" Kurt hollars, staring dumbstruck as he watches his step-brother-- and New Directions suspiciously missing leading man-- flailing contentedly around on the rooftop. He's lying on his back, staring at the fluffy white summer clouds like he's never seen them before.
"Oh god, this is AWESOME!!! How've I never been, where is, why am I up here...?"
"Why is he up here??" Kurt repeats shrilly, swinging his head round and glaring at Puck, who's just stooped down to pick a packet of what Kurt's pretty sure is Ketamine off the tarry asphalt. Taped to the front of the box is a note on official Carmel High headed paper.
"...'Sorry you missed the competition. love, VA'..." Puck reads, scrunching up the paper in annoyance. "What's that supposed to mean?"
Kurt presses a finger to the headache pulsing between his eyes. It all makes agaonizing sense ( ... )
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Kurt's mouth gapes for a moment; but Puck just lifts his head and hollars in the direction of their tranquelized friend.
"Hey! Finnessa!"
Finn stops struggling, going rigid like a startled deer.
"I had sex with your girlfriend."
What?
"What?" Kurt spits, before he can stop himself.
"...Wha??" Finn sounds like he didn't understand all the words.
"Yeah. Rachel. Your girlfriend. Sexed her up all over the place while you were still getting your guilt-shit together."
Kurt presses his forehead briefly against Finn's ankle: "I don't believe this..."
"But...She's my...But you're not..."
"--Yeah, she's not that bad. Y'know, if you're not into boobs. The legs make up for it--"
"--You're making me ill." Kurt pronounces, but Puck ignores him 'cos Finn is trying to clamber back to his drunken feet.
"Rachel's my girl-frien'. She wouldn' cheat on me, not with you, you're datin' Kurt."
His drugged-up anger is weirdly intimidating. Kurt and Puck scramble backwards, getting out the way as flaily-Finn pulls himself straight again; takes ( ... )
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Not sure an unconscious Finn is going to be easier to move than a drugged one though.
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