"Bad mistakes... I've made a few."
Who: rockstarwarbler and jewhawk
What: A friend is being awake when you can't find your drunken way home from gay bars
Where: Puck's place
When: Late at night, after leaving Kurt in the Scandels' parking lot
Episode: 3x05 "The First Time"
Rating: Probably beyond PG-13
Walking away from the argument seemed like a good idea to Blaine at the time. He was drunk, he was fired up, and if he stayed there with Kurt, he probably would have said way more that he would regret. What was wrong with having a bit of fun anyway?! The whole night had been fun! Tina Turner was even there and the crab guy... Sebastian! That was it. That was his name! Stumbling along the sidewalk a few blocks from Scandels, Blaine tried to kick at a rock in annoyance, muttering to himself about how there wasn't any harm in doing what he did, and according to his drunk brain, it all made perfect sense. He wanted Kurt, so why not have him?
But he tripped over his toe and nearly smacked right into a fire hydrant, but instead made a frantic and clumsy grab for it as he spun around it and flopped into the grass on his ass in a sloppy drunken mess. This was the part where he realised he was alone and Kurt wasn't there, and it was probably a matter of decided between whether he wanted to laugh, cry, or puke all over himself. Instead, he took out his phone and brought up the number of the guy Blaine had formed an increasingly close friendship with since he started dating Kurt - Noah Puckerman. Of all the unlikely bromances to form, it seemed to have a strong enough foundation. They became close confidantes over the time, and Puck turned out to be a bit of a rock for Blaine at McKinley when other people were giving him a hard time. It just seemed to work, and sure as fuck, Blaine needed some friends at McKinley. His track record for screwing up was pretty abysmal, especially when drunk.
"PUCK! HEY!" he shouted down the phone when he got an answer, for some reason thinking he had to yell to be heard. "I'DUNNO WHERE I AM!" he added, the words slurring as he became aware that his pants were wet. Oh crap, did he just pee himself? He felt around at his lap and then between his legs to the grass, which was damp. "ITS'OKAY! IT'S NOT PEE!" he added triumphantly into his phone and then broke into a snorting giggle when all else failed.
What: A friend is being awake when you can't find your drunken way home from gay bars
Where: Puck's place
When: Late at night, after leaving Kurt in the Scandels' parking lot
Episode: 3x05 "The First Time"
Rating: Probably beyond PG-13
Walking away from the argument seemed like a good idea to Blaine at the time. He was drunk, he was fired up, and if he stayed there with Kurt, he probably would have said way more that he would regret. What was wrong with having a bit of fun anyway?! The whole night had been fun! Tina Turner was even there and the crab guy... Sebastian! That was it. That was his name! Stumbling along the sidewalk a few blocks from Scandels, Blaine tried to kick at a rock in annoyance, muttering to himself about how there wasn't any harm in doing what he did, and according to his drunk brain, it all made perfect sense. He wanted Kurt, so why not have him?
But he tripped over his toe and nearly smacked right into a fire hydrant, but instead made a frantic and clumsy grab for it as he spun around it and flopped into the grass on his ass in a sloppy drunken mess. This was the part where he realised he was alone and Kurt wasn't there, and it was probably a matter of decided between whether he wanted to laugh, cry, or puke all over himself. Instead, he took out his phone and brought up the number of the guy Blaine had formed an increasingly close friendship with since he started dating Kurt - Noah Puckerman. Of all the unlikely bromances to form, it seemed to have a strong enough foundation. They became close confidantes over the time, and Puck turned out to be a bit of a rock for Blaine at McKinley when other people were giving him a hard time. It just seemed to work, and sure as fuck, Blaine needed some friends at McKinley. His track record for screwing up was pretty abysmal, especially when drunk.
"PUCK! HEY!" he shouted down the phone when he got an answer, for some reason thinking he had to yell to be heard. "I'DUNNO WHERE I AM!" he added, the words slurring as he became aware that his pants were wet. Oh crap, did he just pee himself? He felt around at his lap and then between his legs to the grass, which was damp. "ITS'OKAY! IT'S NOT PEE!" he added triumphantly into his phone and then broke into a snorting giggle when all else failed.