eg starter – pianokeysandbowties

Everyone was overly involved in conversations with each other by the time Blaine separated from the new group of people he was getting to know a little better and went looking for the next campfire to go introduce himself to. That’s when he caught sight of Victor approaching the get together and a pivot on a pair of navy blue boat shoes later? Blaine stepped up beside him with his drink in hand and a bright, welcoming smile. “Hey! I didn’t know you signed up for this. Glad you did though. By the looks of it? We’re going to need all the help we can get.” God, would they.

It was no secret that most of them were a little underprepared for what they discovered when they got here. The pictures they saw didn’t give out enough warning. Even if the budget was huge and that might’ve been a warning? With so many rich alumni backing them, it was easy to undershoot the massiveness of this all.

Blaine wasn’t any different. He signed up with a few hopes and dreams under his sleeves for what might come of this endeavor. The chance to perform at the show being the main draw. But, wow, this was a mess. Letting it get him down like some had? Even letting it show how overwhelmed he might’ve felt for the past couple of days wouldn’t do them any good. It might bring them down even worse to have another person join the ranks of ‘what the hell did we sign up for’. To prevent that cloud from getting darker, Blaine decided it’d be better to shelf his own concerns and focus on the bigger picture. Keeping everyone motivated to get through this, reassured and happy. That way? No towels would be thrown in and they could get this show on the road.

“Want something to drink? I suggest whatever they’re making in this,” he held up his plastic cup and wriggled it back and forth. “I think they’re Manhattans but it’s not the cheap stuff that’s going to give you a headache and make you regret life in the morning.” Tomorrow was their off day before they dug in. Still. He didn’t want to spend it hurting. “You want to give one a go?”

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“Have any luck on checking off one of the very descriptive items on your list?” Blaine asked the guy who looked so put out for listening to them organizing what was going to happen and make things functional, instead of everyone running around not knowing what they were doing, that he could only stick around for minutes before wandering off. He was four rungs up on a ladder with a few nails left to go on rehanging a fallen shelf..and all out nails.

Even with a question like that? His voice was soft and curious enough that no real animosity could be heard in it. Because it wasn’t there. The need for help outweighed the need for snark towards the guy that could give it. Everyone else was occupied.

Unfortunately for Billy? They were right beside him on the table he was passing by before Blaine caught him just in time. “Could you hand me five more of those? I’m about done here. Then maybe we can paint this wall. Without sanding it down like the other four.” Because this one wasn’t in bad shape. Just needed some serious coats of paint to have it match the ones they lathered on it’s buddies.

“Please? By the way? I’m Blaine. I don’t think we’ve met yet.”

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