kassandra.

TEXT-Blainers: You’re a horrible person and I love you, Anderson.
TEXT-Blainers: Be there in five.❤

( mssg » kassandra | sent ) I’m wounded by that accusation, Miss Kassandra. 

You’re lucky I love you back.
( mssg » kassandra | sent ) See you when you get here!

Blaine sat back in his chair with the same goofy grin he had since the first text was sent to the redhead.  Hey!  Pulling Kassandra’s leg was currently his way of passing some time between classes–and he was thoroughly enjoying himself.  Bright dresses of every style ran up his screen as he scrolled through them trying to find one just on the gaudy side of holy hell why would they ever think that was fashion to further torture her with the threat of buying once she got here.  As fate would have it?  A movement from his side signaled her arrival and before she had the chance to properly greet him?  His phone was lifted up and held near eye level.  On it? A trainwreck of neon, bows and polka dots on his screen for Kass to see. “I don’t know. But I think I found your new look?”  And then there was nothing but devilish laughter.