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Oh yea, I get it. I've been okay I guess. 

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thepuckwagonn replied to your post: This place has been interesting lately.

it’s always dead as fuck on here.

That's true. Where have you been? I haven't really heard from you. 

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This place has been interesting lately.

Where is everyone?

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TAGGING → Finn Hudson, Quinn Fabray  LOCATION → Quinn’s house  TIME FRAME → Sunday night  AUTHOR NOTES → =)

Finn Hudson

His body tensed as he waited, anxious to hear what she had to say. And okay, part of him already knew, but it was going to hurt a lot more when she actually said it. Finn was really fragile underneath, when it came to relationships. He held grudges and it took a while for him to forgive, depending on the situation. Quinn and him never had that perfect relationship, especially with the baby back in sophomore year, but he thought they had gotten better. Once Prom came around, he thought differently. It was almost as if she was more interested in winning than being with him

 Tapping his fingers against his sides, he waited, blowing out a deep breath before seeing the blonde at the door. She had that same expressions towards him, and for a moment he didn’t know what to say. “Hi,” he replied back, a little hesitantly. “Sure,” he said before walking inside her house. It felt awkward being here, but he knew it shouldn’t. Quinn was his girlfriend; he had been here plenty times before. But knowing that a conversation was about to start made him nervous. Taking matters into his own hands, he went up to her room, knowing she’d follow. Once they arrived in her room, he turned to her, shoving his hands in his pockets. “You can start first.”

Quinn Fabray

Quinn let out a shaky breath and a quick nod before following him up the stairs toward her room. It's not like she enjoyed doing this. She hated having talks like these because she knew exactly how this was going to end. She did care about Finn, she just knew she cared about someone else a little more. Finn would always mean a lot to her. He was her first real boyfriend and the first guy she ever had feelings for. Whether he would believe her or not, it was true.

Once they were in her room, she shut the door behind her and moved to take a seat on the edge of her bed. She patted the spot next to her, motioning for him to come sit down as well. She had no idea where to start. She didn't know what to say first. "I'm sorry I've been so distant. Things with school have been busy and then everything with prom..I-I haven't really had time for anything else." She bit down on her lip and glanced over at him. "You've been distant too though..I don't really know what's going on." She said honestly. "It doesn't even feel like we're together anymore..." 

Lost Words // Fuinn

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TAGGING → Finn Hudson, Quinn Fabray  LOCATION → Quinn’s house  TIME FRAME → Sunday night  AUTHOR NOTES → It's fine! =)

Finn Hudson

This didn’t feel right, being with Quinn. They had always been the star couple of McKinley, and he would always feel something for her, but lately she had been so distant that he was curious if she cared more about him or the title of Prom Queen. Finn couldn’t keep his head on straight to begin with. Rachel was going to Prom with Jesse, which angered him a little, but nonetheless he wanted her to be happy. If Jesse really meant what he said, he would give him a second chance.

He did have an odd feeling about tonight. A tinge in his stomach told him that he was going to leave her house a different man. With Quinn, he felt secure. Not the loving, sweet kind of secure, but the kind that have him the confidence that he would get somewhere. Was that all a big lie? Finn sighed, driving to Quinn’s house, his fists clenching the wheel. When he arrived, he knocked on the door.

Quinn Fabray

Quinn knew this talk with Finn was long overdue. She had so much she had to talk to him about, but she had been putting it off for a while now.  Now, she had no choice but to just tell him what was going on. She still wasn't sure if she was going to tell him the whole truth, but she knew she had to do something. It was obvious they were both unhappy and not really committed to each other. He still had his eyes on Rachel, even though he'd never admit it, and she was finally realizing the feelings she had toward Puck that she had been forcing back for so long.

She was sitting up in her room when she heard a car pulling up in her driveway. She didn't even bother to look and see who it was before making her way down the stairs. She had just reached the bottom when he knocked. She let out a sigh and slowly opened it to see Finn standing in front of her. "Hi.." She said softly, already feeling the awkwardness. "Do you want to go up in my room and talk?" She stepped aside to allow him to walk in and shut the door behind him. 

Lost Words // Fuinn

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Text || Finn

Quinn: I know...Do you want to come over so we can talk? I think we need to.

Finn: Yea. We do need to talk. About a lot of things.

Quinn: Yea..we definitely do.

Finn: I'm coming over now if that's okay.

Quinn: Mhm. That's fine.

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Text || Finn

Quinn: I know...Do you want to come over so we can talk? I think we need to.

Finn: Yea. We do need to talk. About a lot of things.

Quinn: Yea..we definitely do.

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It's your Junior prom. You can't miss it.

Prom's comin' up.

And I still don’t know if I wanna go.

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Text || Finn

Quinn: Hey..

Finn: Hey..

Quinn: You've been pretty distant lately. I feel like I've barely talked to you.

Finn: I could say the same about you.

Quinn: I know...Do you want to come over so we can talk? I think we need to.

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Text || Finn

Quinn: Hey..

Finn: Hey..

Quinn: You've been pretty distant lately. I feel like I've barely talked to you.

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Yea..me too. A lot.

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Text || Finn

Quinn: Hey..

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I would have eventually. 

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So? It's not like you're forcing me to break up with him. I want to.

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No you didn't, Puck. 

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You didn't mess anything up. 

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