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43/Loser Like Me
Paris Hudson found herself in her old home, looking around the empty place that was now for sale. She hadn't been back to Lima since her brother had passed, let alone their old home her mother and Burt had put up for sell since they moved full time to Washington D.C. "So, are you looking to buy Ms. Hudson?" The realtor asked as Paris turned away from her brother's empty room to face the woman. "Yes, I want to buy it." Paris said with a smile as the woman nodded her head and went to grab all the paper work, leaving Paris alone to continue to look around the house.
Tears filled Paris' eyes as she stepped into Finn's old room as memories of the two filled her head as she sat in the middle of the empty room with a sad smile. It had been hard the past two years without her brother there by her side like he always had been since they were little. "The papers are downstairs on the kitchen counter. O-oh I'm sorry." The woman said as she saw the tears falling down her client's face, "I can come back lat-" Paris quickly stood up as she wiped the tears off her face.
"No, you're good. Let's go downstairs." Paris said as the woman nodded and the two made their way to the empty kitchen where the pen and paper sat. Paris signed them and when she was done, the woman handed her the keys and left Paris alone in the big empty home. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the front door, making Paris furrow her eyes in confusion as she cautiously made her way towards the front door wondering who it could possibly be. "Paris Hudson, if you don't open this damn door. It's hot out here." The familiar voice of her best friend yelled through the door and Paris let out a laugh as she opened the door to see Victoria standing on the other side with bags in her hand.
"I know you didn't think you could just up and leave with out me." Victoria said as she made her way into the home, dropping her bags on the floor and wrapping her arms around her best friend. "I'm so sorry P, men are shit anyways." The few tears that Paris had been holding in, fell down her face as she hugged Vic as hard as she could. "You got me." She said to Paris, as the two let go of each other and the two decided to leave the empty house.
The two found themselves drinking coffee and eating muffins at Lima Bean, a place where Paris used to love spending time at. "Correct me if I'm wrong but is that Blaine and Rachel?" Victoria asked, making Paris turn to see the two people that just walked into the coffee shop. Blaine Anderson was wearing his usual collared shirt, bow-tie, and tight jeans and beside him stood Rachel who wore large sunglasses and a floppy hat, "Should we call them over here?" Victoria asked as the pair went to order their coffee.
"Oh my god, it's William McKinley's own Rachel Berry!" Figgins shouted as Paris held in her laugh as she watched the girl frantically panic. "You can't hide from me, I work here now since Sue cut my janitors wages. Oh, this soy latte is on me, Rachel Berry. No matter how bad things have been for me, but your humiliation makes me see that things can always get worse." Figgins said as he walked away and Rachel grabbed her drink and she and Blaine sat a few tables away from Paris and Victoria.
