So, about that one little regret…

It's hard to make out with your wife when your 3-year-old just wants you to pay attention and watch the movie.

Beca's cheeks are a deeper shade of crimson than the nose of Rudolph on her endearingly ugly reindeer socks, and Chloe can't help awwing to herself as she notes that despite the girl's obvious embarrassment, Beca isn't bothering to deny what they both already know to be true. Shameless fluff and fun written for shits and giggles because I couldn't escape the Bechloe feels.

Beca just really likes the way Chloe works it. As it turns out, Chloe likes the way Beca does too.

Beca shouldn't have to beg for her own property to be returned to her, but then Chloe is always making her do things she wouldn't normally do. [One-shot]

Luke only mentioned that the desk was off-limits. Nobody said anything about the booth.