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rachelberrygs:

Yep, I’ve already decided that he is you on steroids.

I wanna meet that dude. Sounds like we’d get along real fine. 

(Source: sabriland)

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Texts: Puck&Maria

    Maria: I met her at the painting gallery. She's so sweet. NOW, Come and get it.
    Puck: Is that even real? I didn't know she's into paintings. M'not getting it 'til you show me a proof that s'real.
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rachelberrygs:

No, he likes to flirt with me because I’ll blush and turn him down. I’m too young for him and don’t have nearly enough money.

Totally sounds familiar. He’s a gold digger, isn’t he? 

(Source: sabriland)

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Texts: Puck&Maria

    Maria: One of them happens to be an extended version of your favorite scene from Black Swan. and the other just maybe might happen to be a signed picture that reads: Dear Noah, Words can't describe how sweet you are! Thank you. :) love Mila. But No biggie or anything. Psh.
    Puck: Holy fuck. She wrote me a letter. She wrote me a fucking letter! Shit, I think I'm going to die.
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rachelberrygs:

He won’t get too mad, he’ll probably scold me for being childish, but he’ll probably just laugh.

Shit, that’s so fucking sweet. He’s totally into you. 

(Source: sabriland)

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rachelberrygs:

Nope. He likes me too much and I know that he’s been waiting for me to react to him in some way. This should finally let him know that his advances are not welcome.

Maybe he’ll get pissed and forget about his attraction to you. Just saying. 

(Source: sabriland)

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rachelberrygs:

I don’t know. I’ll find out tomorrow.

You’re in trouble, dude. M’pretty sure he’ll kick you out of his house or whatever. 

(Source: sabriland)

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Texts: Puck&Maria

    Maria: Even if I told you what the presents are?
    Puck: What are the presents?
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rachelberrygs:

Of course I did. And I took a page out of Becca’s book and placed itching powder in all of his boxer shorts.

Whoa, Rachel Berry being a badass. What was his reaction?

(Source: sabriland)

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Texts: Puck&Maria

    Maria: You can come and get them. I don't even want to leave the house. My head is still hurting.
    Puck: Sorry, man. M'too lazy to go out on a Friday night.
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