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Sebastian’s night was definitely taking a turn for the better as he slipped his phone into his back pocket. He’d been waiting for his chance to lure Blaine away from gay-face and it seemed like tonight was his lucky night. He’d always believed that Blaine was far too good for the likes of Hummel, and it was only a matter of time before Blaine realised that for himself. 

He raised his hand to get the attention of the bar tender, ordering himself another drink and something extra strong for Blaine – he’d need it today if things had been as bad as he’d said – then gave him an extra generous tip on the basis that he wouldn’t allow their glasses to run dry all evening. Then he waited, turning around slightly in his seat and scoping out the rest of the bar, none of them could even compete with the likes of Blaine, he wasn’t sure why he was even wasting his time with them, but he had to find something to occupy his time.

Blaine stared at the last message on his phone before taking a deep breath and tucking it in his back pocket.  The clock above the kitchen stove read 10:46.  With how awake he was, sleep wasn’t going to be an option and Sebastian offered a means of coping with the quiet in his house by simply not being there.  His fist closed around his keys and he left the lights glowing in the empty house fading away in his rearview mirror.

Scandals wasn’t a place he went to often.  His first visit didn’t end well.  A beer and a mistake he wished he never made had Blaine deciding that bars were probably not his thing. Yet, here he was.  Squeezing his cellphone like it was the edge of a security blanket and wandering through the crowd until he saw Sebastian.  Waving to get his attention, the former Warbler stepped past the jukebox and bellied up to the bar beside the taller boy.  “Sebastian.  Hello.”  Noticing him right away, the drink Sebastian ordered slid across the bar with a wink from the bartender. Blaine blinked down at it.  “Oh, wow.  ..Um..  Thanks. That was fast.  Did you pay this guy off or what,” he tried to lift his voice and playfully jab at his friend like there wasn’t a single weight on his shoulders.