Puck had been drifting in and out of sleep for the past hour when he finally heard the door shut and the voices stop. It was about time that pansy left. It wasn’t that he hated the guy, it was just that... well, he didn’t like him that much. There was just something about Jeremy that rubbed him the wrong way, and by the sounds that were coming out of Rachel’s room last night he hadn’t exactly been rubbing her the right way either.
Not that Puck cared about what kind of sex Rachel was having or who she was having it with, but having to listen to that pathetic display was just cruel and unusual punishment. Had he had a girl in last night then there would have been no contest in who was having more fun.
Climbing out of bed himself, he pulled on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, he pulled open his bedroom door and wandered sleepily toward the kitchen where his ‘roomie’ was just whipping up some breakfast.
“You’re sounding cheery this morning,” he greeted, passing her as he made a beeline for the coffee maker. “Work up an appetite or something?” Was that a hint of sarcasm in his tone?
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Date: 2012-03-02 11:49 pm (UTC)Not that Puck cared about what kind of sex Rachel was having or who she was having it with, but having to listen to that pathetic display was just cruel and unusual punishment. Had he had a girl in last night then there would have been no contest in who was having more fun.
Climbing out of bed himself, he pulled on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, he pulled open his bedroom door and wandered sleepily toward the kitchen where his ‘roomie’ was just whipping up some breakfast.
“You’re sounding cheery this morning,” he greeted, passing her as he made a beeline for the coffee maker. “Work up an appetite or something?” Was that a hint of sarcasm in his tone?