[Finn's b-day part - open RL ]

[notasinglelady]

[Welcome to the Hummel-Hudson household, ladies and gentleman. Leave the presents in the living room, don’t forget to congratulate the b-day boy and have fun. 

Check the different threads for the actions or feel free to make your own.]

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[daretotry]

[ Finn laughs ] Well, that sounds fair. He probably won't be too crushed.

[lebanese]

So how's life feel now that you're finally 18?

[daretotry]

Not all that different to being 17, I guess.

[lebanese]

Except now you can smoke. And buy lotto tickets, I guess.

Oh, and it's not statutory rape anymore, what you do with Berry. Unless-- is she younger than you? You might want to be careful then, I think that "Romeo and Juliet" law only extends so far.

[daretotry]

[ :| ]

Her birthday was in December, Santana. And can you not ever use that phrase, please?

[lebanese]

[ She waves him off, entirely too casually. ]

Sure, sure.

Hey, wow, I guess it's a good thing her and St. James didn't last, huh? Talk about total pedo-bait, now that I think about it. [ She laughs to herself for a minute, no longer even seeming to acknowledge Finn's present. But then she sobers herself and smiles, like a shark that's just caught wind of blood in the water. ]

Well, tata for now, Finny. I hear that margarita mix calling my name.

[ She turns rather gracefully and flounces off. ]

[daretotry]

[ he visibly flinches when she mentions Jesse's name, gaze cutting to her as he tries to figure out how much she knows. But apparently she's bored with him now and he breathes a sigh of relief when she flounces off ]

Uh, right. Enjoy the rest of the party.

[lebanese]

[ When she leaves the party that evening, she leaves behind two perfectly wrapped packages. Neither say who they're from. One is a box containing nipple tassles and the other is some generic KY lube. Have fun, you big lug. ]