Who: Finn and Rachel Hudson When: 07/13/15 Where: their place What: Finchel time Warnings: TBD
Finn hummed as he moved to get lunch started for them. He was glad that he was here, and with Rachel. He was slowly learning how this time thing worked, and he was hoping that he could continue to figure this stuff out. It was too hard to think about certain things, it made his head hurt. But this place was amazing. It reminded him of Lima although not in a bad way. But Finn hadn't necessarily been as eager to get out of Lima like everyone else had been. It wasn't a bad place to be. It could have been lots worse.
He was fixing something that Rachel would eat, and something that was actually edible for himself. Not that he would ever tell her that he thought vegan food was awful. He didn't want to hurt her feelings, and he knew that she was really into eating it. Finn liked that she had principles, because he wasn't sure that he really had any. Finn was making chicken salad for himself, and the same thing for Rachel with a meat substitute. He figured they could have sandwiches. He hummed some more as he opened the can of chicken. Finn was really enjoying being here. He was a fireman, and he got to help people. Singing was just a hobby, and he liked it that way. It was much less stressful.