“shoes that i honestly wouldn’t feel comfortable having anyone else fill such outstanding shoes. though, i think you’d look a little ridiculous in my heels,” a soft laugh falls past her lips before her head falls just slightly, folding her arms under her chest, “you guys will get on just fine without all of us. and i mean – you still have finn.”
“You have to admit–I could totally pull off those pumps if I wore the right pants,” Blaine’s grin wobbled as he watched her start out with a quiet laugh but end by folding in on herself. A puzzled, measuring look causes him to squint and tugs a corner of his lips up. Did he make her do that? Or was there something heavy on her mind? An inch or two of distance was taken away by a a step closer. His right hand cupped her left elbow–thumb rubbing over the bend. “Yeah. We’ll be okay,” his voice lowered, “Are you? Okay–I mean?”
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