Hi, hello, SHALOM. Me llamo Hunter Hudson. I'm 22, a professional nutella eater, and a peanut butter fiend. I'm the youngest of two, and PJ is only really older because he pushed his way out of Ma a full three minutes before I did. Besides that, we're the same age. DONT GET IT TWISTED??? Anywhowhat, I'm single, a pringle, and maybe I'm ready to mingle? How..do pringles mingle? They're in a can. Perpetually squished next to the same two other pringles. How does that fucking work? AND THEN THEY DIE. SO. MAYBE I'M NOT A SINGLE PRINGLE? I don't know anymore, honestly. Maybe I am. I love people. So come and let me LOOOOVE YOU. Bum bababadaddah bababadaddah BAAADAbadadadada BAH so that was me singing the "epic sax guy" music. #hereicomeamericanidol
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I'm doing a-okay. Getting ready for practice.
Looks like I finally caved and joined this thing.
Good, or that’d be very misleading.

So how are you doing on this fine day, Hunter?
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BOTH!! Pleasure's all mine.

Looks like I finally caved and joined this thing.
Are you loud in person too or just a fan of caps lock? It’s a pleasure to meet you, Hunter.

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IT'S KINDA MY THING. But hi yes hello i'm Hunter.
Looks like I finally caved and joined this thing.

I love your enthusiasm, gotta be honest.
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HIYAH.
Looks like I finally caved and joined this thing.
And this is my final social networking site because I can’t handle the passwords.
Anyways, hey. If you don’t know me, I’m Palmer, and if you do know me, I’m still Palmer.

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Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaan.
Training's as intense as al-dente noodles.

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I-- appreciate that, Ains. A lot. ...Thank you.
WOWZA.
I will bet you that you’ll be the best quarterback this school has ever seen. There’s no doubt in my mind.
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Thank ya kindly, Miss Berry. I sure hope I do well.
WOWZA.
You should be excited.You’re gonna be amazing.
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I know, right?! THANK YOU! I'm so excited, man. So excited.
WOWZA.
That’s awesome! Congrats, Babygirl!
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News. You’re looking at Wintergrove’s new Quarterback, girl.
WOWZA.
News?
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..Of course, beautiful. But on a lighter note-- I have news.
WOWZA.
It’s not okay, but you can handle yourself, so. Add in a kick to the balls for me, would ya?
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I'm okay, Ains. I didn't-- I'm gonna go punch the idiot that did this, myself.
WOWZA.
…are you okay? Did you call campus security? Who do I need to punch?
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Some idiot raided my room.

WOWZA.
Wow?

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[Hunter wasn't one to ruin relationships. She wasn't like PJ in that manner. He had no qualms about kissing girls who had boyfriends, but she did. It was wrong, and she knew that. It was wrong, and if it happened to her, she'd never get over feeling betrayed. However, that didn't mean that she wasn't tempted to do so. In fact, she's been tempted more times than she could count. And still, she held her ground. It was probably for that reason alone that she should've stopped hanging out with Santana-- they almost kissed, the last time they hung out. But she just couldn't stay away.
"Hey, you." she grinned, looking at Santana as she opened the door and ushered her inside. "Now, what's up?"
FTF || HUNTANA
[Santana was never completely sure about anything she’s ever done. Constantly second guessing herself and wondering if it was the right thing before throwing caution to the wind and doing whatever the fuck she wanted to do — but tonight was different. Her boyfriend was basically MIA and there was one thing Santana wasn’t going to do and that was wait around. Whether he ran back home or just couldn’t handle their relationship she deserved the right to know - it hurt her to think he just ditched her and if there was one thing Santana did best it was revenge. Granted tonight wasn’t really revenge per say. It was more of a… test.
The last time she was alone with Hunter, sparks flew between them, but their lips never met. Foolishly she pushed herself away and regretted that decision ever since and now… well now it was her chance to do it right. She smirked when a knock was heard on her door and opened it swiftly. “Hey.”]
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TEXT MESSAGE ✉ HUNTANA
Santana: When do you ever wear pants? Are you allergic?
Hunter: Only on special occasions. NOPE. Just happy.
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Yuh-huh.

WOWZA.
I’m sure there are plenty of things about me that you’d dig once you discovered them.

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You're a big risker, eh? I dig that.

WOWZA.
I’m willing to risk being bad at a team sport for the chance to hang out with you for a little while. One on one. I was never really a team player kind of guy, anyway.

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