omggg! Whose who? I know Naya is Susie, Harry and someone are Phil and Lil, Dianna is reptar, Is Heather, Angelica’s mom?
OHH! Kevin is Dil!
Hemo was a harajuku girl
(Source: canadiangleek)
He’s precious.
Brittany wasn’t sure what was going on with Puck and Santana, but that wasn’t really new if she were being honest. They were usually a rollarcoaster, not that she was complaining, she loved them both. But one day they would be happy, and the next it would be the opposite. She really did want best for her friends, wanted them to be happy, and she knew they could be happy with each other, if only they would sit down and talk to someone, or one another without the other getting hot headed or stubborn. Going over to see Puck, Brittany wasn’t sure what to expect, or what would go down. But, her friend needed someone to talk to and she was going to be there for them. After texting Puck, Brittany put on a pair of sweats, over her shorts, grabbed a hoodie and went outside, where she spent a good ten minutes hailing a cab. The ride to Santana’s wasn’t far from her apartment, not with the back streets dead and the cab going faster than usual. As it pulled up, Brittany slipped some money through the window, and then stepped out. As Brittany approached the building, she pulled out her phone to call Puck. She wsn’t sure if Santana was asleep or awake, but she didn’t want to wake her up. And it seemed like there was something going on between Puck and he hadn’t mentioned it to Santana or something, at least, that was what Brittany assumed. “Pucky, I’m downstairs, come down and talk to me? The air is nice and cold.” She said into the phone when he answered.
Text: Okie dokie
this is me being lazy. should i start something?
Text: Okie, i’ll be there in 30
Text: Do you want me to come over?
Text: How? she thinks you’re mad at her.
