th A siren blared through his window, causing Finn Hudson to snap awake.

His eyes shriveled as the sunlight entered his room. Finn rubbed them pitifully, before letting his arm drop back onto the bed. His eyes wandered to his alarm clock on the bedside table, widening when he saw the time. 8.30 am.

He couldn't believe he was late. Again.

He yelled, "Fuck!" into his pillow, ignoring the naked blond beside him.

He rolled over slowly, placing his feet on the cold timber. He stood up carefully, holding onto his bedside table for support as he grabbed his boxers of the floor. He put them on, before he felt the sickly sour taste rise into his mouth. Finn ran into his bathroom, retching last night's dinner. He rested his arm on the rim, coughing slightly. The blond back in his room made a small groan as she woke up.

"Morning" he heard from behind him.

"Morning" he mumbled back. He stood up, shuffling back into his room.

"Fuck" she said as she looked to his clock.

"My thoughts exactly" he replied.

She started to look frantically for her clothes while he sat there.

Once she had gathered her things and stood dressed at his doorway she smiled, "Last night was great, maybe we can do it again".

He smiled back, "Sure".

She gave him a nod as she left his apartment. He laughed to himself, No fucking way.

Finn sighed as he staggered into his tiny kitchen, grabbing 2 painkillers for his splitting headache. He made an instant coffee to attempt to start his pulse again before grabbing his jeans off the floor and stumbling into his bedroom.

"Never again" he said to himself as he got in the shower.

But who's he kidding, he told himself the same thing every Monday morning. After he finished he slid on his jeans, before raiding his closet for his white shirt. He clumsily put on his tie, before grabbing his black converses and backpack before heading out. He ran down the flight of stairs, nearly falling and snapping his neck a couple times. He threw the door open, sprinting down the busy New York streets to Starbucks. The bell pierced his ears as he cut through the line to a darkhaired barista behind the coffee machine.

"Hey man" Finn said over the noise of the machine.

"Oh hey, the usual dude?" Puck replied.

"Yeah, but make it quick, I'm so late it's not even funny" Finn said.

Puck glanced at his watch, "Shit man, it's a quarter to 9".

Finn grimaced at the time, "I know. Listen, tell Bruce I'm gonna be a bit late to work tonight".

"Why?" Puck asked while writing something on a cup.

"'Cause Williams has me working off my ass, that's why" Finn said, wincing when a customer shouted an order to another barista.

Puck shook his head in amazement, "Dude, you need a new job, come work here with me".

Finn smiled, "Thanks but no thanks, I work with you at one job and that's enough, not to mention going to college with you".

"You know you love me" Puck said, fluttering his eyes.

Finn licked his lips seductively at Puck before chuckling.

Puck joined in as he handed Finn his coffee, "Get outta here before you will actually need to work here with me".

Finn groaned at his words as he half-heartedly gave Puck a salute,"See ya later bro".

Puck waved goodbye before he shouted, "Wait! Who was that chick you left the bar with last night?".

Finn turned around, "Oh, we had a bit of fun back at my place", he winked.

"I can tell" Puck said, nodding his head at Finn's distinct hickey on his neck.

"Dude. She asked me to call her" Finn said, raising his eyebrows.

"And?" Puck said, urging him to go on.

Finn looked at Puck confused, "And... What? Y'know I'm not gonna".

"Why? She was hot as" Puck reasoned.

"I know", he agreed, "But I can't deal with a relationship right now, I've got school, 3 jobs and a New York apartment which I'm renting by myself because someone had to move in with his girlfriend" he said, making a sour face.

Puck snorted as he responded, "Hey, I feel for you. But trust me, despite leaving my favourite butt buddy", Finn inclined his head, "I love Rachel... I'm even thinking of... y'know..." he blushed as he looked down.

Finn smiled, "Seriously?"

Puck grinned back, "Seriously. Look I hear ya, the love them and leave them thing is awesome, there's no feelings... no strings attached, but trust me. You'll want a steady girlfriend soon enough".

Finn scoffed at this, "Not a chance".

Puck shrugged as he handed a Danish to a customer, "Whatever". The sickly sweet smell of the icing reached Finn's nose and before he knew it, he was gagging.

"You alright?" Puck chuckled.

"Never again..." Finn groaned as he rubbed his eyes.

Puck gave Finn his best Are you fucking kidding me faces as he said, "That's what you say every Monday morning that you rock up here. Dude, you do this to yourself. Sunday night parties suck anyways. And they bite you in the ass the morning after words".

Finn shook his head, "Whatever, I'm seriously leaving now. I'll see you at work tonight".

"Go forth my son" Puck said while failing at keeping a straight face.

Finn chuckled as he made his way to the subway.

Hey Guys! I know I know... I've been dead for a while, but hey, I'm back :) So basically, here's the stitch (Kim possible reference) I've just lost all urge to write Can't Live Without You and have considered deleting it. As you all know, the past couple of chapters have been few and far between and not up to my usual standards. But hey, this is my new story.

I don't want to give away to much but I hope (!) that you guys will like it. Basically, Finn's a bit of a sleaze, don't hate him, you'll see his reasons soon enough, but like I said I don't want to give away too much. But the story isn't set on the that, Quinn will make an appearance soon, not next chapter, but definitely soon.

As always, I love you guys, please give a review, and stay safe x