#f2f: 005

TAGGING: Finn Hudson & Sam Evans. WHEN: 11th of June. WHERE: BC Place, Vancouver. GENERAL NOTES: Finn and Sam go and check out one of the local soccer games. WARNINGS: None.

His cheeks were starting to ache. A lot. Not from anything bad, no, Sam hadn’t gotten himself into a fight or anything like that. His cheeks were starting to ache because of how much Tina Cohen-Chang was making him smile and laugh. He hadn’t really seen it coming. The two of them hooking up like this. Well, semi-hooking up. The first time they’d hung out was a week ago when they’d sort of flirted, and Sam had come over to her dorm to help her get rid of her roommate. They ended up eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in her bed and kissing a bit. Then, just a few days ago, he’d agreed to go to a couple’s yoga session with her - a couple’s yoga session! It was something that Sam hadn’t specifically thought about or paid much attention to because the thought of spending time with Tina seemed more dominating than anything else. And it had resulted in a heavy make-out session on his couch later on. 

Now, there he was, sat on the floor of her dorm again, with no roommate to interrupt, down to his black boxer briefs and socks, laughing away. He hadn’t intended for this to happen; he’d had plans of going out to a random party in one of the many Halloween costumes that he had ordered to try on. But this; being in Tina’s room, half-naked, playing strip poker and getting drunk on tequila seemed like a much better idea. It was just the two of them, no one to interfere or having to come up with stupid small-talk to people that Sam had only talked to a few times. No, it was just Tina and him. Alone. Drunk. And half-naked.

Sam was holding his cards up high in front of his eyes, hiding them from Tina as he was already a bit tipsy. He looked over them, raised an eyebrow at the girl in front of him and stuck his tongue out to concentrate better. “Got any 7s?” He asked, his tone coming off heavy with sarcasm. He reached out for the shot glass that had tequila in and raised to his lips so he could down it. He felt it burn his throat and he groaned as he put the glass back down, his eyes shutting hard at the feeling. It felt good. “Okay, I fold,” And with that, he opened his eyes and put the cards face down. “Tell me about your parents.”

To say that the last few weeks had been stressful as all hell, would be a grave understatement. But it had also been really good, Finn and Marley had been spending more time together, both on set and off. Their characters were beating around the bush of getting together and talking about their kiss. Which is also what he and Marley was doing. He had come to the conclusion that his feelings for her weren't unfounded. There was something between them, but they weren't talking about it. So why was he not confronting her about it? Well there were many different reasons. Dating your co-workers can be complicated, and while it isn't uncommon amongst actors and actors that work on a show together. The pressure can become real high.

Finn was sure if the show was successful, no one would mind. It'd just be free press for the studio. But if he was going to do anything with Marley, he didn't want that spotlight on him. So they'd have to keep it secret, and that's IF they even did anything with this insane chemistry between them and IF they decided to date, after testing out the waters. This was what had been going through Finn's mind the last few weeks.

But currently his brain was taking a break from thinking about all of this stuff as he and Marley were currently hanging out at his place. "You know, when I said that I could make grilled cheese, I didn't expect us to eat it this often." he said with a grin to Marley before he took a bite. But before he could enjoy more the doorbell rung and Finn put down his plate with his grilled cheese, as he went to the door. It was Phil, the guy who delivered their scripts. "Hey Phil, hey do you also have Marley's script?" Finn said as he moved out of the way so he could see Marley sitting on the couch, Phil waved at her and gave her script to Finn. "Sure thing." he said with a polite nod as he left. "That guy doesn't talk a lot" Finn said as he closed the door and handed Marley the packet with her script. "Last episode. This is going to be something."

Mike was a bit out of breath from all of the dancing, and could feel he needed some fresh air. He fetched another drink, before heading outside. He stepped out into the snowy landscape and took a deep breath, before his eyes fell upon a blonde standing a few steps away from him, looking at what seemed to be her phone. Mike then realised it was Brittany, and did a mixture of walking and dancing over to her “Hey Britt”, he said with a smile. “What are you doing out here?”.

“Um... hi,” Keegan said softly, not sure exactly how to greet the other man when he opened the door. Keegan had never been good with first impressions, and although the two had spoken a few times in passing, this was the first time they were truly meeting, and, to make things worse, it was over one of Keegan’s most dreaded assignments: making savory food.

“Um... how should we start...?” He suggested, cautiously stepping over the threshold and into Gabe’s apartment. Keeg already knew there’d be no way to make it through this assignment without awkwardness, but if he tried hard enough, maybe the ending wouldn’t involve Gabe absolutely hating him.

“Alright, let’s take a break here and change sets for the next scene!” The cue was all Santana needed to hear from the director before she was jumping up from her spot next to Matthew. The outfit her character had been wearing for the last scene she’d just shot was far too hideous and loose for her liking, and after spending over three hours in it, she was relieved to be finally taking it off and changing into something else. Her lack of sleep had still been getting to her, which was probably why she barely knew what was going on around her until she was in front of the cameras, but a fresh cup of hot coffee should give her enough energy to make it through what would hopefully be the last scene of the day. Stopping by the craft table and fixing herself a cup, she carefully carried it back to her trailer. Once inside, the first thing she did was walked over and picked up her phone from the charger, unlocking it and seeing a message from her wife. She had suggested that Dani come by set and see everyone, so seeing that the woman had texted her almost a half hour ago to say that she was on her way, she knew she should be arriving any minute now. Making herself comfortable on her sofa, she kept taking small sips of her coffee, needing it to start working its magic.

Jaret pressed the lock button on his key fob, large grin on his face. He planned to surprise Bee with fresh chocolate-covered strawberries and flowers, hoping his girlfriend would appreciate the romantic gesture. Though they’d been dating for a few months now, Jaret still really wanted to impress Bee, keep her there with him always, even when the going got rough. With a knock, Jaret stepped back and waited for Bee to open the door to her place, despite the fact that he had a key to it as well. “Beezers!” He called, knocking again.