ARMANI AND CHILL,

FINN: Genetics are weird, man.

FINN: ...Okay, cool...I think? Let me know if I need to go all protective big brother or something.

FINN: You know you're maybe the first person here who didn't shoot down Hawaiian pizza? Not like I bring it up every chance I get, but I feel like it's not unpopular to find such a combo disgusting.

FINN: Also...I invited Brody along. Seems like we could all use a winter slump distraction/

FINN: I really care about her a lot. I know college is the time for self-exploration and slutting it up, but that's...not as appealing? weirdly enough?

FINN: I'm not even a little sorry about that, haha.

KURT: Already appointing yourself as my brother I see. (not complaining-/deleted)

KURT: It's a known fact that sweet things and grease things go well together - it's why people like having soda with their fast food. Clearly everyone else is below our level to know how great pineapple on pizza is, so. Being part of the unpopular crowd is more freeing anyway. Their loss. Not ours.

KURT: Brody?

KURT: OH! Brody! Yes! The more the merrier.

KURT: Been down the road of slutting it up, and I can assure you that you aren't missing much (except higher chance of STD's).

I did a bit of cheerleading - nothing to write home about. Other than that, only thing I know about sports is it involves balls and physical injuries. So a hard pass on that one.

SAM: A sandwich consisting of turkey, cheese and sautéed mushrooms, peppers and onions, with a thin layer of mayo and then the sourdough bread...bro, that is exactly what my man J Biebs is singing about in his newest single. That stuff is YUMMY

SAM: YOU HAVE A BREADMAKER?!

SAM: What the hell is that? What does it do? Do you put flour and water and yeast in there and then it just goes 'POOF' and there's a freaking bread?! Why have I never about this magical mystery thing before?!

KURT: Also that. Never had it, but I'm sure it's delightful for the tastebuds, bud.

KURT: It helps with getting the bread to rise and bake basically, more thoroughly.

KURT: I take it that you'll have need of it either way. So I can bring it over at some point? Yes? We're overdue for a dinner anyway.

SAM: Why not? Other people are up doing god knows what, what's wrong with baking a bread?

SAM: I had this epiphany that I should do something to honor my grandma because she's turning 60 this year, and I swear, she bakes the most amazing loaves of bread ever, and I just thought, "you know what, she'd like it if someone else baked a bread for her for once", so that was my intention

KURT: Nothing at all wrong with baking bread. Bread is delicious. Especially sourdough with a little bit of olive oil, black pepper, and a sprinkle of cheese? Delightful.

KURT: That's a sweet reason! So, I would love to help if you still need it.

SAM: You up?

SAM: I wanna bake a sourdough bread and I don't know how

KURT: You want to bake bread at /this/ hour?

KURT: I'm both impressed and a little concerned.

FINN: I don't know. Is that a genetics thing? My mom's arms aren't long. Maybe my dad's were.

FINN: Great. I'm glad to hear it. You deserve to be happy, man.

FINN: Cool. You like Hawaiian? OR should I go half cheese?

FINN: They're going. I'm happy. And it's a weird but good feeling knowing I make her happy. I didn't know someone could have such an influence on another person when you're in a relationship. Not that I'm complaining, I've just kinda...not been in a relationship in a very long time.

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FINN: Did she tell you about us or have I just been looking a lot less like I have a foot up my ass?

KURT: Genetics. I'll accept that, as you are /very/ tall so it would make sense. Apparently I have my mothers eyes. I think hers were prettier, but.

KURT: Thank you. So do you, Finn. I am happy. Even if we're not public yet, I can feel myself falling for the guy. Although, I fall pretty easily as it is, so this isn't anything to celebrate until it's been a year I'd say.

KURT: I do love pineapple on my pizza, so I can go for Hawaiian, sure! I'm not entirely picky - so long as it isn't shellfish, we're good. Order whatever you want.

KURT: That's cute though! I can tell you two are happy together, and it's refreshing.

RACHEL: Hm, how strange, your phone must have autocorrected your answers to my incredibly important questions to a question of your own.

RACHEL: Try that again.

KURT: I take it classes are going well then! That's good to hear.

KURT: My classes are also going good. Top of my class, per the norm. Made a few rivals, but it's fine. I'll get through it.

Better than yours, I assure you. That’s all the description you need on that.

I try not to, no. Can’t give bastards of the past credit with that, right? Best to move on and pretend it didn’t happen rather than dwell.

FINN: hi

FINN: how are you?

FINN: how's my letterman jacket been treating you?

FINN: how're things with that person you're seeing?

FINN: also, you wanna hang out friday? I may or may not get a pizza, but I feel like with the craziness of back to school and tutoring sessions and Rachel (she's not crazy, just the school, I need to clarify) I haven't really....stopped. To do anything. Our parents have seen eachother more than we've seen eachother. That's saying something.

KURT: Well, hello Finn Hudson.

KURT: The letterman jacket is a godsend in this cold dorm room. Keeps the roommate's friends from trying to talk to me because I go complete turtle in it - why are your arms so long?

KURT: Things are going great, thank you. We have a date tomorrow, actually. So I'll keep you updated on that goes.

KURT: We're in college. I wouldn't turn down free food. I've been on my feet non-stop with work and classes for the last few weeks. So many calories got burned and I think my dad thinks I'm not eating (which isn't true). So yes please to the pizza. That'll help.