Rachel quietly moved through her room, looking for something to wear, feeling a little more energised than she had been when she’d left school earlier that day. “Really? You Warblers always seem to have perfectly cool composures whenever I’ve seen you all,” she told him with a grin, picking out her favourite carousel horse sweater and laying flat on her bed, rolling her eyes at her next comment. “Very funny, Blaine Warbler,” she added with a roll of her eyes, happy to take it all in jest, after all, it was a lot better than the humiliation that she’d faced at school that day. Walking around the hallways covered in another person’s vomit tended to give a girl the wrong sort of attention.
Placing her phone on the bed, she flicked it onto loudspeaker as she quickly got herself changed into something a little more suitable for a coffee date at the Lima Bean. “Oh god yes, I mean, I didn’t even want to throw a party in the first place, talk about peer pressure,” she laughed as she tugged her shirt over her head, swapping it for her sweater, “What about you though? You were hitting things pretty hard that night too,”
Coffee in hand, Blaine stepped over to the bar to doctor up his medium drip keeping himself out of people’s way so he could continue to talk and not be a bother. Embarrassedly laughing in spite of himself, his nose crinkled at the memory of Rachel’s Party The Day After. “I’m surprised you didn’t hear about it. I woke up in Kurt’s bed not knowing where the heck I was.” Oh God that was a painfully weird way to start the day. Only having met Burt a few other times before–in passing, he was pretty sure that was the most awkward way he ever greeted any of his friends parents. Completely unaware that he was even talking to someone at first before he threw himself back under a pillow and tried to sink away from the throbbing in his head. The morning just went downhill from there.
“I don’t think the headache stopped until the next day. And I made Kurt’s Dad super awkward when I, finally, came downstairs. I’m sure it looked awful since he barely knows me. He didn’t even know I was there. I don’t think I ever apologized so hard in my life once I realized he was the one who woke me up.” God, he hoped Burt Hummel didn’t think horribly of him after that. Kurt reassured him he didn’t. Blaine hoped that was the case.. Now that he had his coffee perfectly made, the Warbler stole a table by the window so they would have one once Rachel got there. “That mess aside? It was a great night, though. I really had a good time. Hope you did, too?”
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