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Finn, Blaine & Santana ETA & Quinn:

All right, so I promise to stop obsessively rearranging everything. And I'm sorry for keeping you up last night because I was yelling at Blaine about the feng shui in our room. And I'll stop setting all the alarms in the entire house for 14 and 28 past every hour, I know that's getting annoying.

But so help me if any of you mess up the way I have the kitchen organized I will cut you.

Finn:

So. Um

I still don't want to talk about it. I love you, and I try to think about the day you died as little as humanly possible. But it happened, it was horrible of me to lie about it, and I owe you a better apology than what you got. I was trying not to make my problem your problem, and got a little carried away with... controlling everyone else in the house, which is shockingly easy when one of them is in love with me and the other is more booze than human at the time. You just spend so much of your time looking after me and making sure I didn't get hurt and this is the one thing I thought I could do to protect you for once (way too late, I know).

I'll be better. We're here, and I want to make it count. I've been stupid so far.

Any news at all on Rebekah?

DOCTOR!!!!!!!



CLARA!!!!!!