the boys seem to hit it off quite well, they spent the whole night talking about their dreams, their favourite musicians; it felt like they'd known each other forever by the way they hit it off almost instantly.


a drunk santana staggered over towards them, "hEy bLainErS!" she slurred, sloppily putting a hand on his shoulder. blaine looked up at her, "uh, hey santana. how many drinks have you had-" he asked, glancing an apologetic look over to kurt. "oH i dOnT knOw, I mET thIs ReAllY PrettY gIrL thOugH! aNd cAn I TeLl yOu a SeCreT?" she bent down and whispered loudly into his ear, "i KiSsEd hEr." blaine looked up at her, alarmed, "oh god. please tell me a) you got consent, b) you checked if she was single and c) she kissed back?" santana grinned and sat on blaine's knee, causing him to wince at the extra weight. "i gOt tWO oF tHe THreE!" she giggled while wrapping her arms around his neck, "which one didn't you get tana." he sighed. "i dOnT knOw iF sHe wAs sinGLe, hEr nAmE wAs LiKe quEnTiN? oR qUiLl? nO iT wAs qUinN!" she smiled at the name. kurt looked alarmed, "quinn? did she give you her second name?" santana shook her head and looked over at kurt, "nO sHe dIdnT-" she tried to think of his name but after failing, chose to make her own, "-PoRcElAiN." blaine looked down feeling embarrassed, "santana why don't you go and grab our jackets, i hope you put the equipment away before you got wasted, and let me say bye to kurt here, okay?" she nodded and skipped over to where their jackets were hanging. "i am so sorry kurt-" he was cut off by kurt, "blaine don't worry about it. i'm just worried your friend could've just kissed quinn fabray." blaine turned his head as if to ask for more information, "right." kurt started, "quinn fabray. one of my best friends. girlfriends with rachel berry." "as in the rachel berry? funny girl rachel berry!? broadway star rachel berry!? that rachel berry!?" blaine asked, all of a sudden becoming extremely excited. kurt nodded solemnly. "i've been talking to rachel a lot lately and she wanted to propose to quinn but if quinn was just kissing your friend then rachel will be crushed." it took blaine a second to realise what kurt was saying. "oh. oh!" he stood up quickly, "it was great meeting you kurt, but i gotta go make sure santana hasn't fallen over or stolen someone's coat and you gotta go make sure quinn wasn't just kissing my best friend. it's been a pleasure." he smiled and quickly dashed over to santana. kurt waved at him as he left. damn it, i should've asked for his number kurt thought, sighing.