A/N: It's baaaack. I said it would be reposted eventually. I didn't change much in this chapter, but I added a character or two.
anyways, review?
Also, I'm still accepting prompts and such for Facebook Shenanigans. I'm having horrid writer's block, so be awesome and help a girl out, okay?
"Fuck." Blaine sighed, lying on his bed, after attempting to zip up his favorite pair of jeans.
Much to his dismay, he had just spent the first semester of his college career abroad, in France. His parents had signed him up, paid for his tuition and ticket, which gave him no choice, but to go and leave his boyfriend behind in New York.
He had arrived with an open mind, being able to go to school in Paris for a semester. But that quickly all went downhill once classes started. He didn't enjoy his classes, his roommate didn't like him, so he ended up spending the time he wasn't spending in class, in a small little pub, drinking and eating.
He rarely had Skype dates with Kurt, who was always busy with something for that semester's Fashion Show. Needless to say, Blaine was pretty lonely. And whenever Blaine got super lonely or depressed, he would revert back to his younger emotional/stress eater self.
"Ugh. I am so not looking forward to going home." Blaine muttered as he threw on an old pair of Dalton sweatpants that he pulled out of his suitcase, clearly fed up with struggling to get on the pair of jeans."Kurt is so going to dump my ass when he sees me…"
Just then, he heard his computer; a Skype call. "Shit." He said quietly, walking over to the laptop, thanking whatever higher power that his roommate was out, in case it was Kurt.
"Blainers!" his older brother Cooper, said almost immediately. "How's my favorite little brother?" "I'm your only brother, and don't call me that!" Blaine said. "Not so great, as you can probably tell." "Egh, yeah. I wasn't going to say anything." Cooper sighed. "I know it's a touchy subject." "I'm coming home this week…well, I'm headed off to New York to get settled into Kurt's, er, our apartment." Blaine said, unsure of how to feel about that. "Speak of the devil. Coop, I'll talk to you later, Kurt's calling."
"Hey Babe…"