“Hummel, turn off the light,” Puck demanded when Kurt walked out of the bathroom, leaving the light on behind him. Kurt was far from his first choice as a roommate, he liked him and everything but they didn’t have much in common. Puck wanted to room with either Finn or Sam or Mike, or even Artie, but Schue had brought out that stupid hat and drawn names and he’d ended up with Kurt. He was sure the other rooms where having fun, not going to bed before midnight.
“You can barely see it,” Kurt protested but he closed the bathroom door so only a sliver of light was peeking out from under it. “Better?”
“Afraid of the dark or something?”
“Of course not,” Kurt scoffed but Puck had the feeling he was lying. “I’m not five.”
Puck just shrugged and turned his back away from the light. He normally needed pitch black to sleep but he could deal with the light for a few nights.
“You can barely see it,” Kurt protested but he closed the bathroom door so only a sliver of light was peeking out from under it. “Better?”
“Afraid of the dark or something?”
“Of course not,” Kurt scoffed but Puck had the feeling he was lying. “I’m not five.”
Puck just shrugged and turned his back away from the light. He normally needed pitch black to sleep but he could deal with the light for a few nights.
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