Date: 2012-02-24 12:35 am (UTC)
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“Ow!” Puck yelped when Rachel pinched him, but he did what he was told without further complaint. Dropping his feet back to the floor, he shot her a quick dirty look but she was already rambling off food orders so he had to suck it up and get his say in or be stuck with something he didn’t want. Not that he really cared what he ate, especially right at this moment. It had been hours since he’d eaten last and his stomach was soon going to start devouring itself if he didn’t give it something to gnaw on soon.

“Yeah, sure,” he replied to her question, getting back to his feet. She probably just wanted his stuff out of the way herself, her place was incredibly clean and if he even opened his duffle bag and started looking for anything in it it would suddenly look like a bomb went off out here. Puck didn’t do clean and tidy well.

Picking up his stuff, he opened the door and went into the first door he came to, which just happened to be her bedroom.
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