Uh.. Just Puckerman. Not Jesse. And yeah, you could definitely say that. I sang for the first time in…God, forever, yesterday.
I knew at least one of your dates was with Noah, but I’m never quite sure. LF seems to be borderline incestuous half the time.
Oh, I just meant in general. Inspiration is everywhere, right?
Oh, well, yes that is very true.
Have your dates been…inspiring lately? Noah? Jesse?
this vacation thing…
You were restless after three days, begging for something to actually do. So don’t pretend you’re any better at this vacationing thing than I am.
We are, however, very good at distractions.
But I wanted to do things like go dancing and shop, things you seemed to agree to even if you did voice a preference for sunbathing and swimming.
Good enough to spend all night distracting ourselves again?
Maybe you did and you’re just more of a genius than you thought to begin with.
But, really. A performer gets inspiration all over. Even in the worst of situations.
I hardly think there’s any sort of ‘worst’ in this situation; from where I’m standing, everything is looking pretty damn good.
What could be wrong about that? I can’t think of a damn thing.
I like to think of it as the best of both worlds; I’m both relaxing and preparing for a new role. Who would have thought the two could be inclusive?
I think that I might just be jealous of all of that. But what a relief for you before you dive headfirst into your next show, right? Getting some research done while you’re away?
Lots of research. You’ll never see a Hannah/Belle more prepared than I by the time I come back.
Men don’t have cute asses in the first place, superstar. Yours is cuter by default.
I think you’re very wrong. Boys are just as capable of having cute butts as girls, though I will gladly take the ownership.
But if your ass is big, then mine will look even cuter in comparison.
As well as ever. What about you? It has to be nice to wake up on the beach day after day.
It’s been amazing. My tan has gotten to a level of dark that I didn’t know existed, and I’ve been drunk pretty much since our plane landed, but it’s been great. Dancing and swimming and enjoying the private, private house and beach area.
My ass is large enough as it is. I’ve yet to figure out what exactly your fascination is with wanting to fatten me up. Bloated boyfriend isn’t exactly paparazzi friendly.
I’m not trying to fatten you up, simply make myself look better than you.