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▒▓ *.:。✿  ❛❛  i wasn’t sure what your favorite pastry was so i tried to make an assortment. i made banana nut bread, chocolate chip cookies, && vanilla glazed strawberry rolls. ❜❜ the petite brunette says as she gently lowers the basket of homemade baked treats on his nightstand. seeing one of her teammate’s in such a state is very quite upsetting of course but she’s certain that he’ll be better in no time.

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what that sebastian boy did … oh it just — ! it gets me all worked up ! it makes me so … so gosh darn mad ! 

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she huffs angrily.

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Staring at the basket, Blaine can’t help but smile.  Even if it is a little lopsided and he’s still about two and a half sheets to the wind thanks to his painkillers.  Two sheets and a body pillowcase?  Yep.  That was pretty accurate.  His palms press flat together between his thighs and his shoulders pitch up in a happy/it’s way okay shrug.  “I can’t say I’m upset about this many treats.  You didn’t have to go through all that but they smell amazing and thank you.”  Hearing Sebastian’s name, his smile wobbles but he makes sure to keep the ghost of it.  Dorothy adorably upset makes it easier to not let it die out completely. “Has anyone ever told you how sweet you are?  I don’t think any of us planned for it to go that far.  Part of me hopes that he didn’t either, you know?”  Off the record?  A part that’s getting smaller the longer the radio silence between them stretches out..

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