You’re such a dork.

Yes, Rachel, I care for you a great deal.
Do they have cliffs like these in California?
Would you jump with me?

I confirmed the dates today and we’ve got July 4-6 off, plus the weekend. So technically, if we wanted to go somewhere, we could always depart the evening of the third.
And I’d really love to take a trip with you as I’m also rather fond of the idea.
#I’ve heard California’s great except for the taxes

You’ve heard that, huh?
The taxes are awful. They’re stealing your money. Gorgeous, but really, really high taxes.
But I don’t think I’ll mind paying them for you.
veryberrybway replied to your post: I don’t drink as much as I could. Personal reasons, but… I have my moments. Other than that, I usually just write. A lot. Or sing until my voice hurts. (Probably not the best thing either) but it gets the job done. So, like a lot of people, I was a HUGE Faith fan. I know, I know, what does that really say about me, right? Between Faith and Buffy, though, I can’t really choose an ultimate favorite. While most people wanted to go to Hogwarts, I wanted to be a slayer. lol. Childhood dreams. - Ace
I like hearing you sing.
You have heard me sing. Many times. You’re also totally biased. So don’t count.

I might not be able to give you a full week, but it looks like I might have 4-5 rehearsal free days the first week in July, and I’d love to spend them in bed or in California, or wherever, as long as I’m with you.
I…really? I might…be able to take off work. Make sure that I’m not doing anything in my Summer classes for those 4-5 days. We could plan something. Either in bed, in California, or in a bed in California….

I mean, I don’t know if…trips like that are a big deal, or anything, but I wouldn’t mind going on a trip with you. I actually really like the thought of it. A lot.
Your real-life, though still fun-sized, girlfriend can still lecture you about smoking if you’d like.
If you’re going to lecture me, you should do it to my face. In person. Because I miss your face. In person.
Come lecture me.

Sometimes I still get a pointed look. Though then I’m usually just an ass and either hum or sing louder. Or distract you in other ways…
I…generally don’t mind the…other ways.

I do love your ass. I think you know how much I love your ass.
You’re the only person that’s probably seen my face when I see it.

I was just trying to claim that it wasn’t my favorite.
lucydreamingq replied to your photo: My girl’s hanging out at rehearsal today and for…
Your girl’s not nearly as perfect as your performance was.You’re just saying that because you like me, especially when I’m just in sweats and a tee shaking my ass all around the room. I saw what you were looking at, Quinn (and I liked it).
I’m really glad you were able to come and watch, even though I know you’re curious about the plot since the two numbers we rehearsed yesterday really don’t give much away, but it needs to stay a surprise until opening night!
Also, the cast mates that didn’t meet you the time before when you dropped off lunch really enjoyed meeting you this time around. And Eric appreciated the fact that you actually smiled at him this time instead of glaring.
I wasn’t the only one staring at your ass. But when I noticed Eric wasn’t, I…finally decided to give him a little leeway.
Just a little.
They’re surprisingly nice people. I guess if you have to spend eight plus hours a day with someone, it might as well be them.

ticklememikel replied to your post: you should’ve finished that paper before naked weekend…what were you thinking
I am REALLY jealous… -____-
You should be, because if you see, here….
Put down your computer, give me your full attention, and you will most definitely be rewarded for the rest of the night.
I’m about to go have a lot of awesome sex with my girlfriend.

Pretty sure life can’t get better than this.
I’m going to gently put down my computer, now.

Would it make you feel better if I tell you I don’t really care because the only person you’re sleeping with now is me and that’s the only thing that concerns me at the moment? Or I could tell you my number if you’d like.
Just don’t call yourself slutty. I’m not a fan of that. At all.
I don’t think I’m slutty. Well, I…not anymore, anyways. I’ve never actually thought of myself as slutty, even when….
I don’t know. There’s just something about actually saying the number that made me feel kind of weird.
I do feel…a lot better, actually, because sleeping with you is pretty phenomenally awesome.
And I don’t need your number, I already have it in my phone.

Duh.
Silly Anon is silly. Did they honestly think I was going to let you have all the fun?
Oh, trust me, I’m having a lot of fun.

We are. Small steps along the way. And you’re worth it. *We’re* worth it. 100% fact.
You’re worth it, too, Rach.

Definitely.
I think the better answer is “why not me?” I’m a fucking catch. ; ) But in all seriousness, I find it amusing that we’ve never really had this discussion and just kind of rolled with the knowledge that I like you and you like me, and…yeah.
You are a fucking catch. Wouldn’t be with you if you weren’t. ;)
I don’t know, I never really thought about it. Never really felt like it was a discussion that needed to happen because I just…never really thought about it.
Do we need to talk about it? Because I think it’s pretty obvious that I like you. I’d offer to give you a list of reasons, but I think you’d take me up on that and I’d rather just tell you.





