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Blaine and Sam wearing each other’s clothes.   @samevvns

Oh no way was he going back to that party looking like this!  This was a stupid dare anyway! Switch clothes with Sam?  Come on!  He was swimming in fabric from head to toe.  No matter how many times or how hard he pulled the cuffs of Sam’s pants to tighten them around his ankles–he ended up with inches of curled fabric bulging above them.  The sleeves of Sam’s shirt were pushed up to his forearms and he swore he looked like a modern day pirates costume without the ruffles.  And now his hair was a loose mess that he was busy taming down when he really needed a sink to get some style back.  Sure–he was a little drunk but that didn’t do much to give him the stupidity or the nerve to walk out into a room full of people looking like a fool either!  “I’m not going out there,” and if they didn’t they’d be facing a world of crap from their friends too.

Sighing like the weight of the world was on his shoulders–Blaine took a few steps back from the mirror he was dumb enough to stand in front of and called out to Sam who was getting ready–no pun intended cause why would there be–in the closet.  What?  No pun intended!  “Okay! To save us the grief.. I’ll do it if you do it but you are so wearing the bowtie, too.  Both of us need to look as goofy as each other!  Or I’m backing out!”