[ text – blaine ] holy shit, he– wait, no, that doesn’t surprise me, he /would/ do that. [ text – blaine ] be my guest, then. i’m not really the best at planning, anyway, so any help’s appreciated tbh ^^;
( mssg » jan | sent ) Sebastian has no morals when it comes to sneak attacks. He’ll get you when you least expect it and use someone else’s hair products as the attack weapon. 😛 ( mssg » jan | sent ) I think we should convince him that Rachel’s coming to visit you and staying so long you’ll need him to entertain you while you are in class so she won’t be bored. He’ll love that.
[ text – blaine ] i mean, you could try, but idk if he’d actually listen. [ text – blaine ] you can watch if you wanna, but i’m also not entirely sure i’d be successful at kicking his ass at all?? i’m more bark than bite most of the time.
( mssg » jan | sent ) He better listen. He still owes me for stealing the bottle of gel he probably just used as a missile to take you down with. ( mssg » jan | sent ) I don’t have any proof he was the one who walked away with it but the next day after his last visit, I was missing my newest favorite. Suspicious. Don’t you think? This isn’t the first time he’s done it either. ( mssg » jan | sent ) You would be if I helped. I’m not above playing dirty to teach him a lesson. 🙂
[ text – blaine ] no no, not yours. sebastian’s. he threw one of his hair gel containers at me and it hit me in the face. [ text – blaine ] got a fun new black eye now. i stg i’m gonna kick his ass one day. he may be my best friend, but i swear i’ll do it.
( mssg » jan | sent ) Do I need to intervene and explain to him that it isn’t nice to hit girls in the face with hair gel bottles?? ( mssg » jan | sent ) Wait! A black eye? Seriously? ( mssg » jan | sent ) Go ahead. Do it. I’ll watch. 🙂
( mssg » jan | sent ) Who’s hair gel are you talking about? I can promise you that mine is competely safe. In spite of what some rumors may say.
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( mssg » jan |sent ) Wait! So? That being meant for Rachel now has me even more confused. First.. Are you talking about my hair gel? Second, but most curious and confusing… Why are you only seeing out of one eye?
A moment passed where Jan could only squint in thought as she tried to remember if she got everything else– but it passed just as quickly as it came before she shook her head with the smallest of smiles once more.
“I THINK I’m good. My mom was getting on me about packing last night, so really the only thing I probably forgot was the jacket just walking out the door. But who knows? I probably DID forget something, I just can’t think of it right now. It always ends up that way if I’m on a trip.” A moment of pause before she glanced quickly at the rest of the group, looking back seconds later. “I’ll keep that in mind. I’m pretty sure that, aside from my performance clothes, MOST of the stuff I have is all fandom shirts and jeans.”
“Nothing wrong with fandom shirts and jeans!” Being half asleep and only part way into his coffee in the morning ended up with him pulling a Criss Angel trick with the overly stuffed bag that he was sorry he forced into his locker now that he was wide awake with his cheeks puffed out and a grunting tug–tug that was less than graceful trying to get it out.
Finally! Stumbling backwards as the bag came loose–Blaine staggered to a stop with a look of pride and regret. Picking back up with the conversation to skip over that little faux pas–he slung the strap of that bag over his shoulder over the one that was already there. “I have a throw I brought for the bus ride,” he laughed and bobbed his head from side to side, “Thus the–how did I think stuffing this in my locker was a good idea moment. Jacket’s all yours. We’re going to go get dinner and see what there is to do after,” he leaned in all conspiratory like, “Sort of a let’s have fun while we are together and away from the parents thing. Come along anyway?”
Seeing Jan freezing to death–Blaine didn’t think twice about handing his sweater over. They’d be on the bus soon and he had Kurt to cuddle up to if he got too cold. Something told him that Kurt wouldn’t mind being used as a heater one bit. Actually–Jan might’ve just done him a favor in giving him a reason to use being chilly as an excuse to snuggle the entire ride to Sectionals. Not that he needed one but a back up reason to get extra close was great to have anyway.
“Hey. No problem. Did you bring everything else? Because if we need to? I’m totally game for sneaking off to do some shopping once we get there and settled in. I know Kurt is bound to talk me into it anyway. You’re more than welcome to come along.”
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