dave.

It had been a rather long day, and thankfully, Dave’s shift was just about over. Sure, he had a couple requests he still had to fulfill, but it would take long, he was sure of it. Dave glanced around the diner until he finally noticed Blaine. He quickly made his way over, and took a deep breath. “Hey um, Blaine? I was wondering what you were planning on doing after work today?” he questioned, admittedly a bit nervously. He was still in the process of attempting to make amends to everyone for high school, and the last thing he wanted to do was scare people off.

Blaine was busy behind the bar, humming along with a tune playing just a notch above the mixture of conversations and laughter from the guests.  A towel in hand as he wiped down the counter–hazel eyes glanced up at the sound of Dave’s voice.  He wasn’t too into his task that he didn’t pick up on the faint nervousness inside the tone.  To help, hopefully, ease Dave’s mind  a pleasant smile curved the edges of his mouth and he shrugged.

Blaine knew Dave was trying to fit in, make up for the past, belong and deserved credit for that.  Who was he to make him feel like it was impossible?  Never.   “Nothing as of yet.  I was supposed to help Rachel with some school work but she cancelled.  I think her and Kurt went to a play written by some NYADA students and it’s running longer than expected.” Curiosity spiking up a notch, he tilted his head and hung up his towel.  “Why?  Do you have something in mind?”