“Hold it right there, Porcelain two.” Until she came up with a better nickname, that’d be how he was addressed. “What is this?” She picks up the envelope, holding it between two fingers. “I require a detailed explanation of the contents of this envelope before I even consider tearing it open.”
Porcelain Two? Well? He’s been called worse? Though he isn’t a fan of Kurt being called any sort of names–Blaine blinks the nickname away and awkwardly stands in the doorway he wishes he was faster getting to. “Does that mean I’m allowed to talk now..or? Um.. Sure. Mister Schue said he wanted to invite you to the New Directions next performance. We could use your feedback? See what we need to improve on or what kind of members we need to recruit before we get down to the wire?” Truth be told? He worded it completely different but Blaine wasn’t here to stir their legendary feud he’s heard about in countless almost-unbelievable stories. Staying on the sidelines of that would be the smartest thing to do.
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