A Trip to Brooklyn
Blair woke up with a start. She couldn't believe the body lying next to hers. She grabbed her belongings before fleeing the scene, kicking the flannel shirt in her way.
She climbed her way to the top of the Brooklyn loft, shoes in hand.
The wind on the roof chilled her. Fuck, the Humphreys couldn't even find a building high enough for this.
Thoughts of last night came flooding back to her. The hands on her body, kisses on her collar. Whispers too sweet, way too sweet. A voice not deep enough for her desires. Eyes not brown enough.
Wiping away the tears she climbed the ledge and plunged to her death.
She slept with Dan Humphrey. There is no fate worse than this.
A/N: I heard rumors of a Blair and Dan hook up in season 4 that immediately led me to go throw up like nobody's business. To deal with this disgust, inspiration led to this short, oh so very short drabble.