Summary: Sometimes you can't help who you fall for, even when that person is off-limits
Rachel, Finn and Quinn have been best friends for the past twenty five years. They've known each other for almost every minute of their lives, but if you asked them, they couldn't tell you anything before the age of 5.
Their parents were best friends, too. They were all in the same Glee club in high school, staying friends even after college. They all just so happened to have children all right around the same time - Finn was the oldest of the three by just a couple of months, followed by Quinn, and then Rachel.
The 3 moved to New York City after college (of course, they attended the same college). Finn - a teacher who lived with his co-worker, Sam Evans. Sam moved to New York from Kentucky and him and Finn started at around the same time. They both decided pretty quickly sharing an apartment instead of basically being poor while living in New York would be a better idea. They lived on the Upper West Side, while Quinn and Rachel lived in Brooklyn. He saw the girls now and then, at least once or twice a month - because honestly, living in two different boroughs and depending on a train to get you back and forth just wasn't as fun.
Finn was just getting back home from Ohio, visiting his family for the Thanksgiving holiday. Rachel and Quinn stayed behind in New York - wanting to experience Thanksgiving in the big city. He texted the girls when he got back, because they always needed to know where he was basically at all times. He didn't mind - it was kind've like having his mom around. It kept him on his toes. But...he needed more guy friends, which is why he decided to live with Sam in the first place.
His phone rang, and he smiled seeing her photo on his screen.
"Hey Rach." Finn answered the phone, stepping into his apartment with his suitcase.
"Welcome back, Finn! How was your trip?" She said.
Finn laughed. "Thanks. It was good! Your dad's sent a little care package for you." He put the suitcase down in his room, sitting down on his bed, kicking off his shoes.
"Why do you think I'm calling?" She giggled into the phone. "Are you home? I'm in the city so I can stop by now to grab it..."
"Yeah, 'course. Come on over. I just got home." He said, wondering if he had time to take a quick little nap before she got there.
"Alright, I'll see you soon!" She said before hanging up.
"Finn!" Rachel greeted him with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I feel like I haven't seen you in forever." She took off coat and set it on the coat rack - a present her and Quinn got him when he first moved in.
Finn laughed, reaching into the fridge for a beer. "I just saw you and Q last week. Want one?" He held up the beer bottle for her to see.
"Sure, why not? I've got nothing else to do right now anyway." She said moving over to the couch.
"It's Saturday night! How do you not have any plans?" He asked, walking out to the living room, handing her the beer before sitting down next to her on the couch.
"Contrary to popular belief, a woman in her mid-20s does not need to go out every night to have fun." She said taking the beer.
Finn nodded. "Cheers, then. To two lame people in their 20s with no plans on a Saturday night." He said, holding his bottle out to hers.
Rachel laughed and clinked her bottle neck with his before taking a sip.
"Where is Q tonight anyway?" Finn asked.
"She's on a date." Rachel said, excitedly.
"Ooooh good for her! Hope it's better than that loser she was dating." Finn said, shaking his head at the memory.
