Rachel had always had a very girly, childish room, which had somehow managed to be both eyeroll inducing and kind of hot. Actually, that seemed to describe Rachel in a lot of ways. She had never been very fashionable, yet there had always been something really hot about those short plaid skirts and white knee socks, and while she was often selfish and outspoken, her determination and drive was something Puck always admired.
This room, though, seemed a bit more mature than the last, or at least he thought it might be from the doorway. “That’s a lot of mirrors, Berry. Bit of a kink?” he asked, raising his eyebrows as he threw a look back over his shoulder at her. Now was probably a good time to just back out and allow her her privacy, but this was Puck. Instead he stepped into the room for a better look, his eyes moving upwards.
He just had to know if the mirrors extended to the ceiling as well.
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Date: 2012-02-24 01:16 am (UTC)This room, though, seemed a bit more mature than the last, or at least he thought it might be from the doorway. “That’s a lot of mirrors, Berry. Bit of a kink?” he asked, raising his eyebrows as he threw a look back over his shoulder at her. Now was probably a good time to just back out and allow her her privacy, but this was Puck. Instead he stepped into the room for a better look, his eyes moving upwards.
He just had to know if the mirrors extended to the ceiling as well.