Blaine sat in the choir room looking at the empty row of seats that lay in front of him. His sense of loneliness had begun to grow, and his drive to see Kurt was beginning to fade. He looked at his phone, expecting a call, but at the same time, knowing it wouldn't arrive. He scrolled through facebook, looking to see what his friends were up to. Wade had found a hairstyle that he wanted to apply to Unique, Brittany happily posted about how Santana was back in town, and how she thought aliens would be invading soon, while his new friend and Glee-mate, Marley, posted lyrics to a sad song that he absolutely adored.

Interested and worried, he began to compose a reply to Marley's post until he suddenly received a friend request. The number in the red box looked inviting to him, as he needed someone to talk to. Without thinking twice, he opened it. To his surprise, it was somebody he had never met, although the requester's profile showed that they lived in Lima, and were single. Desperate to have communication with someone, he added them, and proceeded to poke them. To his surprise, he received another notification, which happened to be a message instead of a poke. The message read: What's up, sexy? , Blaine blushed.

Blaine stared at the message, taking the information in. He wanted to message him, to tell him to back off, to set him on ignore for hitting on him, especially when he was dating Kurt. Then a sudden realization hit him. His void of loneliness was growing, and Kurt no longer seemed to care as their phone dates began to become nonexistent. Blaine surveyed the message again, flattered to be complimented for his looks, something that hadn't happened to him in what seemed like an eternity. Blaine smiled slightly, the feeling of being wanted again had perked him up. He's just flirting, nothing serious. , he thought to himself, as he saw another message pop up.

This message however, was more serious, it read: You want to come over? Blaine felt a small tinge of lust developing over him, as well as a small bit of guilt. He thought for a while before finally composing a small reply to his courtier, Sure , he wrote, as he began to gather his belongings. He approached the door as his phone began to sound off, revealing that he had another message, the address. The feeling of guilt began to be replaced by pure happiness and excitement which brought a smile to Blaine's face as he opened the door.