bohemian rhapsody

“funny…the unlocked door says otherwise.” the ginger responded with a huff, plopping herself down onto one of the seats. okay so MAYBE she picked the lock but he didn’t need to know that. “might as well give me a show, pretty boy. since i’m here.”

"A ‘closed’ sign still says we’re not open for the public,” Jesse rolled his eyes. “And I might as well call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing.” 

“I was actually kind of hoping to reserve it for next month. I’m working with the students on a production of Footloose and our school’s theatre’s not as impressive as this one,” Rachel explained. “Although you should have better security in this place if it’s closed. Anyone can just waltz right in like I did.”

"I doubt even security could stop Rachel Berry when she wants something,” Jesse sighed. “What will I get from such arrangement?”

“Oh? I’m sorry. I didn’t realise. Can you let me know when it is next open so that I can come back please?”

“According to the very visible card by the door, tomorrow evening,” Jesse shrugged. “Did you want anything in particular?”

“Then why was I able to walk right in?” Heather challenged the other, crossing her arms across her chest. “I’d lock the door if I didn’t want any unwelcome visitors.”

“The ‘closed’ sign should be indication enough that you should not enter,” Jesse observed.