The Shiny Happy Comment Ficathon!
Winter is coming; daylight is fleeting; for the students among us, end-of-semester hell is just about to rear its ugly head. What better way to combat such woes than with a super-cheerful comment ficathon?
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She had her eyes screwed shut as the water flowed, and so she jumped in surprise when she did hear a male voice after all.
"Facials," Kurt said.
Rachel bumped her head on the mirror. She groped around for her towel and he handed it to her. She wiped her face and gave him a look of surprise.
"Kurt?" she said finally. Perhaps she'd misheard him.
"You and I," he said, smiling just a little, "should go get facials today after school. We don't have Glee practice, and my face is craving something better than this sticky sugar mess."
Rachel hesitated. She liked this thing that they had now, this tentative friendship. And this was what friends did, she supposed. She'd never really had any friends to do girly things with. Her fathers weren't big on skincare, and though it was fun to go to the mall with them, it wasn't the same as doing the same thing with her peers.
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Kurt," she said warmly, and his face lit with a smile.
"I got Santana to run interference for us," he said, winking conspiratorially. "She's distracting the football team with some ridiculous story about a cheerleader orgy in the gym. We should get to class while we still can."
He offered her his arm, and she tucked away her towel and slushied sweater before taking it.
"They ruined my favorite scarf this morning," he said darkly as they exited the bathroom onto a hallway empty of letterman jackets. "So I decided to ruin their fun. If I don't let them get to me, they can't win. Same for you."
Rachel smiled. "I'll meet you after school."
"Then," he said, "it is a totally platonic friend date. I'll drive. Bring that sweater and we'll sacrifice it to the fashion gods."
"Kurt!"
"Kidding," he said, with a hint of mischief, and they parted toward their respective classrooms.
Rachel found herself thinking that he was right (not about the sweater, but the attitude). She'd always tried to stay strong against adversity. But it was a lot easier when she didn't have to go it alone.
She was glad she didn't have to anymore.
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