He never thought of putting it that way. The guitar got him to focus, but it wasn't on the things his mother wanted. Focus was focus though. She couldn't be too choosy now could she? 'Sides he was doing pretty alright if you asked him. He had shaped up nicely from his high school days.
Puck had a hard time focusing on the song when she was singing. Part of him just wanted to stop and listen to her go. He liked listening to her sing. It made his stomach a little flip-flopy. The feeling wasn't exactly normal because it did make him feel a little chick like, but he'd ignore that part. He did manage to get through the entire song without messing up or stopping his playing to focus on her.
Puck held the guitar against his upper body tightly and nodded his head. "You're really fucking good at that."
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Date: 2012-03-29 07:54 am (UTC)Puck had a hard time focusing on the song when she was singing. Part of him just wanted to stop and listen to her go. He liked listening to her sing. It made his stomach a little flip-flopy. The feeling wasn't exactly normal because it did make him feel a little chick like, but he'd ignore that part. He did manage to get through the entire song without messing up or stopping his playing to focus on her.
Puck held the guitar against his upper body tightly and nodded his head. "You're really fucking good at that."