Luck of the Irish || Flanman
Puck was debating between hanging with Rory and Artie, he owed Rory the beer so he told him it would be fine for him to come over now. Maybe after the beer he could chill with his other bro. He went into the kitchen to make a sandwich before Rory arrived, he hadn't a beer in over 24 hour he wasn't an alcoholic, his old man was. Rachel seemed mad or upset about him drinking beer, why the fuck should she worry about him, she needs to worry about Hudson. And why was he getting angry thinking about Berry and Hudson, yeah he needed a beer just one. The beer, and liquor just helped him forget. It helped him stop feeling things he shouldn't be feeling. He ate his sandwich and sat on the sofa, with his feet on top of the coffee table, his ma would yell at him if she saw him like that. He heard the doorbell and guessed it was Rory, he grabbed his jacket and car keys. Opening the door to see he was right "Sup? Ready to get our drink on bro?" he said walking out the door, he locked it and then unlocked his car doors with the car alarm on his keys, he motioned Rory towards the car "Let's get this party started."
