"I think we should do Modern Chic." Tina said at breakfast the next morning before they would be picking up their furniture and finally moving in.
"No, no, I want something really classy." Blaine said.
"I just want what's cheapest. And I don't want it to look like I hired an interior decorator. We should just make it a total bachelor pad." Sam quipped.
"You do realize you're living with me, right?" Tina said, rolling her eyes.
"And you do realize you're living with me, right?" Sam said. "It's bound to be a man cave. I'm a slob."
"And I'm a neat freak."
"Oh dear Lord, you're going to be a real pain in the ass-"
"As if you aren't?" She scoffed.
"Hey, hey, guys!" Blaine said fairly. " This is good! We never did discuss our living habits and quirks before. We should know each other's weird ticks. Although, we could do so without the name calling."
"Alright." Sam said, taking a sip of his orange juice. "I'm a morning person."
"Night owl." Blaine and Tina said in unison, and then both turned to each other and shouted, "Jinx!"
"Stop. What are you guys in, fourth grade? If we're going to live together, you can never use the word 'jinx' again." Sam said.
"And if you want to live with us, you can't order us around." Tina said. "Speaking of ordering around, let's get one thing straight. Just because I am the women of the house, I won't be ordered around, and I won't be making you food."
"Damn it!" Blaine and Sam said simultaneously.
"Did you really expect me to do that?" Tina asked.
"One can dream." Blaine shrugged as he took out his phone. "I think we should start writing these 'rules' down. Oh, confession: I sleeptalk."
"I sleepwalk." Tina added.
"I snore." Sam admitted.
"I've been known to recite Shakespearian monologues in my sleep." Blaine admitted.
"What?!" Sam laughed.
"Sometimes I have nightmares and will scream in my sleep." Tina said quietly.
"I snore really loudly." Sam admitted, offering this information up so Tina would not feel embarrassed about her confession. Tina and Blaine laughed.
"My gelling ritual can take up to half an hour." Blaine offered.
"Sometimes I'm a bitch in the morning." Tina admitted.
"Morning?" Sam teased. "More like 24/7."
"You really don't have to live with us, you know." Tina spat.
"Learn to take a joke, Ti." Sam grinned, giving her an apologetic squeeze. "Oh, I have an intense morning workout."
"I have an intense morning workout routine." Sam said.
"I do nightly yoga at least three times a week." Blaine informed them.
"I do intensive vocal exercises every night." Tina said.
"I listen to a hell of a lot of Wham." Blaine said, and his friends laughed. "And I whine when I'm hungry or tired."
"We know." Sam and Tina said in unison.
"I'm really serious about my television shows. Like don't even try to watch something else during my show." Tina said seriously.
"I agree." Sam nodded.
"Amen to that!" Blaine said. "You try to change the channel during How I Met Your Mother, I will cut you."
Tina and Sam burst into laughter. "Same with American Idol. Change the channel, you're dead." She added.
"You still watch American Idol? C'mon, it's all about the Voice now." Blaine said.
"Ignoring you." Tina said. "Oh, but we still have New Girl to watch together!"
"Of course!" Blaine said happily. "What about you, Sam? Any must watch TV shows we should know about beforehand?"
"ESPN." Sam shrugged.
"Boring." Tina sighed.
"I gotta watch my football." He said seriously.
"Oh, yeah! Just because I'm in New York, it does not mean I won't be keeping up with the Buckeyes!" Blaine exclaimed. "NYADA doesn't have a football team; I have to cheer someone on!"
"Not looking forward to that." Tina said. "Don't you like any regular TV shows, Sam?"
"The Office, the Big Bang Theory-" Sam rattled.
"I can work with that." Tina said encouragingly, and Blaine nodded in approval.
"Oh, and Family Guy!" Sam chuckled.
"See, I don't really see the humor in that." Tina commented.
"Then you obviously don't have a soul." Sam said flatly.
"Not liking Family Guy doesn't mean I don't have a soul!" Tina said.
"Have you even watched an episode?!" Sam pointed out.
"No..." Tina said sheepishly.
"Exactly! I guarantee after living with me you'll be hooked on Family Guy in no time." Sam said confidently.
"Alright, as long as it doesn't conflict with Married to Jonas-"
"I'm sorry, you watch that?" Blaine scoffed.
"Marrying a Jonas Brother is one of my options for a life plan! And don't say it can't happen because I still have two more chances!" Tina said seriously.
"Technically speaking, if you count Frankie, there are three Jonas brothers left and three chances of marriage." Blaine pointed out.
"I'm going to try to forget the fact that you know that, or I really don't think I can be friends with you anymore." Sam said, embarrassed by his friends' knowledge of the Jonas Brothers.
"Okay, fine, I'll admit that if I want to watch a quality reality television show on love, I'd prefer the Bachelor." Tina said fairly.
"Yes! Something we agree on! Eight PM on Monday Nights? I'm there!" Sam said enthusiastically. Tina and Blaine stared at him in shock. "I just accidentally admitted my love for the Bachelor, didn't I?" Sam said slowly, his face turning red.
"Oh yes you did." Blaine said, staring at his friend as if he had grown an extra head.
"I'm surprised you three haven't been begging us to leave yet." Andrea interrupted Sam's embarrassing moment as she came over to the teenagers' table at the hotel's restaurant.
"Is it a crime to want to enjoy breakfast, mother?" Blaine said cheekily. "It is the most important meal of the day."
"Well I just thought you would want to get going and move in to your apartment." Andrea shrugged.
"Let's go!" Tina squealed.
The families went to a local department store where they had pre-ordered all of their furniture. Tina had chosen a lavender theme, Blaine a calm, cool, light blue, and Sam chose whatever he liked, not at all worried about color-coordinating. They then had all their new furniture brought to their apartment building.
The apartment complex was everything the teenagers hoped it would be. It four blocks from NYADA and it was right in the middle of the city. There were a lot of cool shops and restaurants around it. Once the friends were given their apartment numbers, they raced up the stairs to floor five, so excited they couldn't even wait for the elevator.
"Seventeen, eighteen, here it is! Apartment nineteen!" Tina said, jumping up and down with excitement.
"Faster, faster!" Sam urged while Blaine unlocked the door.
"You know," Blaine said seriously, his handle on the doorknob, "Once I open this door, we begin a new era of our life."
"Yeah, yeah!" Sam said, waving him off.
"Just do it!" Tina ordered, and she and Sam practically pushed him through the door.
"Wow." They said in unison.
The living room was spacious, but not nearly as big as the apartment of Kurt, Rachel, and Santana. The main room tripled as the kitchen, dining area, and living room area. There were two bedrooms on the left side, and the bathroom and a slightly larger bedroom on the other.
"I call the single-side bedroom!" Blaine said, putting his hand on the doorknob of the biggest one.
"No way! I'm the only girl; I should get the biggest bedroom, and the one away from you two boys." Tina said.
"No, I should get the lone bedroom." Sam said.
"Sam, that makes no sense. Blaine called it first and I'm the only girl. How can you possibly have a valid reason that could top either of these?" Tina said.
"How about the fact that I'm the only one not going to NYADA? I don't want to have to listen to either of you doing vocal exercises every night! I know you two will be singing in your bedroom at the top of your lungs every night. And I guarantee you two will have duets with each other through the walls of your bedrooms, so this way I can be across the living room and won't have to hear it." Sam explained.
Tina and Blaine exchanged looks. Doing duets through the walls was a definite possibility...
"It's alright with me if he takes it." Blaine shrugged, and Tina nodded in agreement.
The Andersons and Cohen-Changs helped the teens bring in all the furniture. By the end of the night, they were not fully unpacked, but they had the necessities: their beds, the kitchen table and chairs, the couch and the two comfy armchairs in the living area, and the television, which Sam concluded was the most important part. They still had tons of boxes to unpack, which were piled high in their bedrooms and on the kitchen table, but after Blaine and Tina had said their final goodbyes to their parents, they were simply too tired to continue unpacking.
Sam had already retired to the couch, and was flipping through the channels on the television.
"Ooh, Friends is on!" Tina said, and joined Sam on the couch. "Stay on this channel!"
"Oh, I love this one." Sam commented.
"Did you two just agree on agree on something?" Blaine said in awe, sitting on Tina's other side, who swung her legs across Blaine's lap once he sat down. "And you happened to agree on my favorite television show?"
"Stranger things have happened." Sam said.
"Yeah, like you dating Santana." Tina smirked, and Sam scowled at her. She laughed before leaning her head comfortably against his chest.
"If we were the Friends characters, who do you think I'd be?" Blaine said as they began their third Friends episode.
Tina and Sam thought for a moment.
"Ross." Tina said, and Sam nodded.
"What?!" Blaine pouted.
"Well, for starters, you both whine." Sam smirked.
"I resent that!" Blaine gasped.
"You're both overdramatic." Tina added.
"And you're both dorky." Sam finished. "Who would I be?"
"Chandler." Blaine said.
"No, Joey." Tina said.
"How?" Blaine said in disbelief.
"Slightly stupid with a heart of gold." She said matter-of-factly.
"Whoa, Tina, that's like the nicest thing you've said to me!" Sam laughed. "New York must be changing you already!"
"See, I still think Chandler. You know, the jokester." Blaine said.
"Who would I be?" Tina asked.
"Monica." The boys said without a beat.
"Why?" Tina asked.
"You're organized." Blaine started.
"You're controlling." Sam added.
"You're competitive." Blaine said.
"And you're desperate for a boyfriend." Sam sneered. Tina punched him in the arm. "I'm kidding, Ti!"
"Well, I forgot to laugh. On second thought, I take back what I said. You are Chandler. And like Chandler, nobody gets your jokes." Tina said.
"You know, Monica and Chandler are best friends who get together in the end." Blaine pointed out.
"Shut up, Blaine!" Tina and Sam laughed.