Lips twitched lightly upward, Jesse’s expression looked positively humorous. ❛ On the show —- You can’t possibly convince me the male lead doesn’t have a single critique in his body to share during a private audience with his director. How else are we supposed to reach multiple Tony status? ❜
Jesse was certainly enjoying himself with this. Wasn’t he? Blaine, though? Wasn’t. Not at all. Wait? Huh? How’d the topic shift from whether or not he should gather up the rest of his clothes (and pride) so he could turn and walk out to….the show? Doing a double take as he pulled his sweater over the white undershirt he hadn’t tucked into his pants that were still beltless, Blaine squinted, shoved his tongue against the back of his upper teeth and shook his head.
“Work? Seriously? You’re unbelievable. You know that? Completely unbelievable.”
( mssg » jesse | sent ) You’re a busy person. ( mssg » jesse | sent )
The last thing I want to become is annoying. ( mssg » jesse | sent ) When you text, I know you have the time. ( mssg » jesse | sent ) It’s a simple as that.
“Notes? What is that even supposed to mean?” Stay or go? Blaine had no idea which he was going to choose. Jesse wasn’t doing very well on the convincing him to stay part either. Arms crossed over his chest, hazel eyes squinting thoughtfully beneath a set of burrowed brows. “Or are you trying to confuse me on purpose? Cause if you are? Good job.”
“FINE. Maybe. You’re not going to spend the entire time trying to make me feel like you’re doing me some huge favor by extending the invitation after you gave me the cue to get out, are you?”
❛ Perhaps you should allow me the option of buying you brunch first. ❜
“Brunch? I thought you just told me to go? You don’t have to feel obligated to change your mind. It’s not like I’m not going to show up to work because you asked me to leave. So? If that’s what this is about? I’d rather avoid another hour or two of awkwardness for the trade off of a quick bite to eat. Thanks, though. Really. Thanks.”
❛ There’s nothing I love more in life than a scolding hot shower. It’s the symbol of human dignity that separates us from the chimps. ❜
“Separates us from the–what? Why are you like this? Wait. Don’t answer that. The real question has already been answered. Also known as why were you in there for so long..? Mystery solved.”
text — b. anderson ; I assume you New Directioners know the way to Carmel High’s auditorium.
( mssg » jesse | sent ) For once, you are assuming correctly, Mister Saint James.
( mssg » jesse | sent ) Before your ego inflates too far? I knew my way there long before you were in charge. 🙂 ( mssg » jesse | sent ) Should I bring the whole gang? Or is this a private invitation to scope out the competition? Inquiring minds want to know.
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