Sometimes the person your meant to be with is always with you
She walks briskly across the street, keeping her eyes trained on the phone in her hand. She's buys and she has places to be and she has absolutely no time to deal with the absurdly slow tourists walking in front of her.
Rachel Berry lets out a long-suffering sigh and tries to make her way around the family taking their sweet time on the sidewalk. Having achieved her goal, she looks back down at her phone and taps on the screen, typing out a response to her best friend's ridiculous questions.
She snorts at the immediate and snarky response she gets from Santana Lopez. She wants to go out and get trashed tonight, and Rachel had reminded her that they were no longer in college and really shouldn't do that anymore. Santana had replied that it didn't really matter and they were allowed to have as much fun as they wanted to.
Rachel is so caught up in what she's doing that she doesn't notice the car trying to make the light across the intersection. Paying no heed to the people that have stopped at the end of the sidewalk, Rachel just keeps going. It's not until she hears the horn blaring directly in front of her that she stops, almost losing the hold she has on her cell phone.
An ambulance is stopped not a foot from her, and an angry man with messy brown hair, freckles and bright amber eyes is leaning out the window, yelling. Rachel recovers from her shock just in time to hear him shout, "Are you stupid, or something?"
Indignant, Rachel plants her hands on her hips and narrows her eyes in a glare. "Excuse me," she fires back. "But I'm trying to walk here!"
Rachel sees his head jut back, his amber eyes widening in surprise. He stares at her for a long moment before his shock turns into a glare. "Watch where you're going next time!"
Rachel gasps at his yelling—she is a lady and she should not be spoken to in such a way. Still, she can't help but notice how attractive he is, and it irks her that she recognizes that fact. So she makes a face at him and ignores the way he rolls his eyes at her in return.
"You're the one who walked out in the middle of traffic!" he retorts.
Rachel makes an annoyed noise in the back of her throat before she stomps her way across the rest of the street. "Whatever!" she calls over her shoulder. She knows that it's not a great comeback, but she's determined to have the last word.
Rachel's attention is soon drawn back to her phone. Santana is still making a case for getting plastered, and Rachel is still unsure of that plan (since she's kind of a light weight). She continues walking, paying no attention to the tourists and ignorant people blocking her path.
Still, her mind wanders towards freckles and amber eyes.
....
Finn Hudson is exhausted.
It's not his job to drive the ambulance, you know? He's a firefighter, after all. Sure, he's trained in first aid, but that doesn't mean he knows what it's like to be an EMT. Still, he had been doing his friend Mike a favor by taking his shift. However, Finn didn't really count on the fact that exactly no one had been willing to cooperate with him.
The petite woman that had been crossing the street while he had been driving the ambulance earlier that day crosses Finn's mind. Remembering the attitude that she possessed makes him chuckle. After all, she was the one who had walked out in front of the car.
