strengths and silliness

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*puck sat in the bed a took a few minutes to think about what he should do now. he eventually decided to text finn and see where hes at because he is gonna need a lift home. plus puck needs his best friend so he can talk to him about the girl drama that just happened. puck knows that finn always had the best advice for him in situations like this*

*finn's phone! meesage from *puck*

puck: dude, where are you?

*puck's phone! message from *finn*

finn: i had to get some fresh air, im just in the cafe down the street

*finn's phone! message from *puck*

puck: ok, im on my way now, ill pick you up on the way past and i can just take you straight home

*puck's phone! message from *finn*

finn: alright, see you in a minute

*once puck read the last message he received from finn, he got out of bed and put his cloths on, making sure he had his wallet and his phone before he left to go and pick finn up*

*meanwhile brittany and santana were sat on the couch. santana was at one side of the couch with her legs stretched out on the outside of the couch while brittany was sat at the opposit side of the couch with her legs stretched out on the inside of the couch, next to san. brittany was watching one of her child like films that she has loved ever since she was a kid. and santana was doing some sketching in one of her many art books that she has collected as qifts, over the years.*

brittany: *saw out the corner of her eye that san kept on looking up at her so she turns to look at her and see what she is doing, even though she could already guess that brittany was her inspiration for todays sketch* what you working on?

santana: *looks up at britt* nothing much... just the most amazing thing ive ever seen *smiles because she thinks that britt will except the compliment and just leave it at that*

brittany: i dont get it... how have you managed to do that without having a mirror to look in *smiles at san because she always has the same reaction when brittany flirts with her*

santana: *laughs and playfully rolls her eyes* everytime... how are you always so quick with your compliments *smiles at brittany as they stare into each others eyes*

brittany: what can i say... im a freaking genious babe *laughs*

santana: *giggles at brittanys confidence* that you are... you always have been *smiles*

brittany: *now its brittanys time to roll her eyes at santanas compliment. because brittany doesnt actually believe that she is as much of a genius as santana says she is* yeah, right... *smiles*

santana: *places her sketchbook and pencil on the little table then she gets up as if she was about to lay on brittanys chest. santana places her hands at each side of brittany, holding onto the armrest as she kneels on her knees, just hovering over brittanys body as they looks into each others eyes* doubt yourself one more time... *acts all tough and intimidatiog*

brittany: or what?... *laughs because she cant take san seriously when she tries to act intimidating*

santana: or else.... *looks at brittany for a moment then out of nowhere she starts to tickle her*

brittany: *starts to squel from the sudden tickle attack then laughs uncontrolably, not being able to stop* ... STOP!... I CANT TAKE IT!... *laughs some more because santana still hasnt gotten off of brittany and is still tickling her*

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