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"What up, bitches. You know what to do."
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Room 503 [afternoon]
Had Puck meant to borrow his mom's car and drive through a convenience store while home before the beginning of the school year? No, not really. It hadn't been, like, something he'd thought about. But he'd thought about it over and over during his stint in juvie, since they gave you a lot of time to think about it ( Read more... ) -
Room 503 [afternoon]
Now, initially, Puck had sworn and stomped around and been unhappy about the pony arrangement. Then he'd taken a look out into the hall, seen he was hardly alone in this, and realized that he might as well make the best of it ( Read more... ) -
NKOTB Cabin Alcove A2 [Wednesday afternoon]
Puck wasn't great at packing, no. He was good at thinking about what he wanted to bring -- in this case, an entire box of condoms on top of what he already owned, plus everything else he viewed as possibly necessary for a visit to one's girlfriend and hometown. He'd also grabbed a ski mask out of his winter stuff, since he was visiting Quinn's Lima ( Read more... ) -
Email sent to the student body (minus one) [Friday night]
TO: [fandomhigh.list] (except Quinn)
FROM: npuckerman@fandomhigh.edu
SUBJECT: Quinn's Birthday ( Read more... ) -
Puck and Quinn's hotel room [Saturday morning]
When Noah woke up, there was a girl in his bed. And even if he thought girls were generally sort of icky, he decided not to throw anything at her or put something in her hair to wake her up or anything. Because his room had so much stuff in it! Like this giant remote for the TV ( Read more... ) -
Room 317 [morning]
So, Puck was asleep. That wasn't all that unusual: athletics aside, he was sort of lazy by nature, and Saturday mornings usually turned into Saturday afternoons before he was up. And Puck was curled around a girl, in a bed he hadn't slept in before -- and really, that wasn't all that unusual, either.
What was unusual was the fact that it was Quinn ( Read more... ) -
En Route to Town [early evening]
Today, there were two things that really defined Puck. One, that he was hungry, which was why he was venturing out in search of food.
And more importantly, that he was, as always, deeply unobservant. Which was why he had, naturally, not listened to the radio the night prior, and why he wasn't at all concerned about walking through town at all. So ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Once again, availability that is not mine!
Fry's land is once again being RAVAGED by thunderstorms. Optimistically, we're looking at her getting power back tomorrow afternoon. :(
She requests booze and for someone to draw circles with the baby. (Maybe not really but I am requesting things for her.) -
Chupa Chup A3 [morning]
Puck was nothing if not diligent about keeping up his physique. So, Friday morning found him in his alcove with his hand weights, doing reps.
Unfortunately, as always, the island had other plans, and one moment, Puck was lifting (and admiring his own arms) and the next, he was gone.