start of something new | rydel
Ryder: "Well then screw her. You've gotten this far without having a mom at your side, so you're unstoppable." He was trying to be encouraging, but truth be told, if he didn't have one of his parents at his side throughout his entire life, he would be completely wrecked. Ryder glanced over at her, nodding his head dramatically at her words. He liked that even so soon, she seemed to care about his well being and standing at the school. That was always something that could be rare in a person. "I plan to continue these good choices, Rachel Berry." He laughed before he was looking down, a sense of shyness coming over him again. "Puns are the absolute best thing in the whole entire world. I have a book of puns," he stated as he walked through the door, smiling widely at her as a thank you. One of Ryder's biggest pet peeves were the fact that women couldn't open doors for themselves. He didn't understand why the polite thing could just be mutual. "Absolutely take your jacket off. I gotta see the whole glory," he said with a smirk, knowing exactly how that sounded. He had always read it was useful to make things know about feelings, so this was his shot.
Rachel: stifles a laugh not sure how to take what he had said. She wouldn't say she's unstoppable a lot has stopped her in her short life but she didn't need a mom and that was certain. In fact she wasn't sure she needed anybody, but it didn't stop her from wanting them. "Good." Rachel smiles at him eyes widening, "A book of puns. You should share that with me because I could do with some new ones. Everyone is getting sick of my noodle joke." She grins up at him. "What do you call a fake noodle?" When they make it outside Rachel can't help but strut a little to a table made for two and she giggles as she slowly slips of her jacket, showing off her white lace dress and her black and white polka dot tights and put together with a navy blue cardigan that just wasn't warm enough to wear alone. "So, what do you think?" She unwraps her scarf from around her neck and sets it on the back of her chair with her coat. "And what would you like? Are you a coffee guy or do you prefer something more fancy?"















