Who: Rachel and Penny, it will be open for more people later :D What: Rachel talks a lot about her and Finn, so she figures the girl has to know a thing or two about boys. Where: Rachel's house. When: Sunday. Rating: PGishness
It was a little awkward to be the only person at Rachel's. Her dad's seemed really nice, and the house was really nice to look at--when it wasn't filled with people in costumes, and a weird Jewish clown-boy. Ugh. Shudder.
Rachel's room looked like Broadway had thrown up on her walls. What, with all the posters and stars, and words of encouragement like you'd find in a dressing room.
She blinked holding up a picture of Rachel, probably no older than three with a trophy twice her size. Her brows raised as she glanced over at the girl. So she had dreams; very big dreams. Hopefully it would go her way. She'd hate to see her become a bitter old spinster if it didn't. She set the frame down carefully.