In New York... now what?

Content is not actually an emotion I'm used to...

Strange.

i miss u. i love you. please come home, baby.

I need Ben & Jerry's. Stat.

In 18 days, I become a REAL doctor \o/ Fuck, I feel like I've been studying forever.

Hello, light, tunnel. Nice to finally meet you.

Who: iwannabedirty and lovestoperform
What: De-stressing over lunch - or attempting to
Where: Pizza Mercato on 34th near NYU
When: Forward-dated to Monday lunch (May 2nd)
Rating: PG to PG-13 at least

Finals were fast approaching and Santana was back in stress mode. She had never stressed like this in high school - though that was mostly because she hadn't had to. She got good grades even without Coach Sylvester guaranteeing her Cheerios passing grades. There had never been anything to worry about. Now, it was different. Even if she wanted to or could contact Coach Sylvester, she wouldn't have any sway over Santana's professors. Santana didn't think so, anyway.

But Coach Sylvester and Cheerios were the last thing she wanted on her mind. She flashed the man behind the counter a polite smile as he handed her two slices of pepperoni pizza. She was starving and just trying to clear her head. She couldn't wait to get home to Brittany and Prince and just relax again. Until then, she settled down at a table, took a deep, cleansing breath and bit into her pizza.

Who: iwannabedirty and lovestoperform
What: De-stressing over lunch - or attempting to
Where: Pizza Mercato on 34th near NYU
When: Forward-dated to Monday lunch (May 2nd)
Rating: PG to PG-13 at least

Finals were fast approaching and Santana was back in stress mode. She had never stressed like this in high school - though that was mostly because she hadn't had to. She got good grades even without Coach Sylvester guaranteeing her Cheerios passing grades. There had never been anything to worry about. Now, it was different. Even if she wanted to or could contact Coach Sylvester, she wouldn't have any sway over Santana's professors. Santana didn't think so, anyway.

But Coach Sylvester and Cheerios were the last thing she wanted on her mind. She flashed the man behind the counter a polite smile as he handed her two slices of pepperoni pizza. She was starving and just trying to clear her head. She couldn't wait to get home to Brittany and Prince and just relax again. Until then, she settled down at a table, took a deep, cleansing breath and bit into her pizza.

Who: tasteslikepnk & singslikeagirl
What: Ice Cream and talks
Where: Rachel's apartment
When: Backdated to Saturday late-afternoon
Rating: PG? idk maybe PG-13

Rachel had literally just walked in from the store with three pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream (as well as things to restock the cabinets with) when she saw Kurt's facebook status. She replied to him quickly before putting everything away and heading into her room to change into something more comfortable. She had a slight feeling that she would need more than just ice cream for this last minute meet up but she wouldn't push it unless need be. She finished changing into her sweats as the buzzer sounded. Not one, not two, but three different buzzes.

"Coming!" she shouted to no one in particular before realizing that she needed to actually reach the intercom before saying anything. The buzzer rang again as she pushed the button. "Come on up" she said, hitting the other button to open the door. She moved from the intercom and unlocked the door, opening it to be slightly ajar so Kurt could just enter as she headed into the kitchen and pulled out two spoons.

Who: tasteslikepnk & singslikeagirl
What: Ice Cream and talks
Where: Rachel's apartment
When: Backdated to Saturday late-afternoon
Rating: PG? idk maybe PG-13

Rachel had literally just walked in from the store with three pints of Ben & Jerry's ice cream (as well as things to restock the cabinets with) when she saw Kurt's facebook status. She replied to him quickly before putting everything away and heading into her room to change into something more comfortable. She had a slight feeling that she would need more than just ice cream for this last minute meet up but she wouldn't push it unless need be. She finished changing into her sweats as the buzzer sounded. Not one, not two, but three different buzzes.

"Coming!" she shouted to no one in particular before realizing that she needed to actually reach the intercom before saying anything. The buzzer rang again as she pushed the button. "Come on up" she said, hitting the other button to open the door. She moved from the intercom and unlocked the door, opening it to be slightly ajar so Kurt could just enter as she headed into the kitchen and pulled out two spoons.