Kurt was met by a cold breeze as he stepped out of the coffee shop, he shivered a little putting the money in his pocket and folding his arms together as he crossed the road. He approached the boys who stopped throwing the package when he stopped by them.
"What's up homo?" one of the boys asked, this made the other three laugh.
Kurt blew the comment off, he was used to hearing verbal abuse from the neanderthals at highschool. "You stole from a blind man," he said in a stern tone.
"It's just a bit of fun, chill out!"
Kurt didn't have time for this, "you should be ashamed!" He grabbed the package and started walking to the post office quickly.
The post office was pretty quiet, it always was. He went to one of the windows and asked the women behind it if she would send off the package in second class. He handed over the money and watched as she weighed and stamped the package. She handed over a receipt and smiled, "have a good day!"
Kurt wished her a good day also before turning on the balls of his feet, as his eyes scanned the receipt he remembered. Blaine wouldn't be able to read this, he walked back over to the woman in the window.
"Um excuse me, could I have a copy of this receipt in braille?"
The women furrowed her eyebrows a little but did it anyway.
When he got back to the coffee shop their was two more customers, an old couple who were regulars. Kurt waved at them happily and told them he'll be with them in a second. He walked over to Blaine and smile, "hey it's Kurt, I'm back!"
"What did you spend my money on?" Blaine spat out straight away. Kurt was confused, Blaine looked rather angry.
"What do you mean?" Kurt asked.
"What do I mean?" Blaine choked, "you never even undid my bag, you went and spent my money!"
Kurt bit his lip and tried not to tear up a little, it was horrible seeing the stranger with a name so worked up. He took Blaine's wrist gently and placed the receipt in his hand.
Kurt sighed, "there's something I need to tell you..."