'Who on earth is this guy?!' Blaine thought with disgust. 'Who would write this on their dating profile?!'

Blaine was a nineteen year old music enthusiast from Westerville, Ohio. Or so his dating profile would suggest. In reality he'd only got into music because his mother had forced him to pursue a music career because he was really talented. But nevertheless he did enjoy singing and he'd enjoyed being part of his school's glee club 'The Dalton Academy Warblers' especially because he was their main star. However, the one thing he'd failed to do at school was make any lifelong friends, he'd never been bullied at Dalton or anything to that extent but he'd also never met anyone who was particularly interested in getting to know anything more than his singing talent. New York was very lonely for Blaine so three days ago he'd decided to set up a dating profile to hopefully find 'companionship or more.' His only real friend was one of his three roommates and she only spoke to him while she wasn't entertaining her male company.

Blaine shook his head at what he was reading but he was also smiling. 'Why would you be so serious and snarky on your dating profile?' He wondered. 'Why did this guy even bother?' Blaine was completely stunned by what he was reading.

The sound of an old fashioned car horn rang out from Blaine's phone on his, extremely untidy, nightstand. 'Crap!' he shouted and leapt out of bed. 'I can't miss my interview!' he whispered to himself as he scrambled to his bathroom.

'KURT HUMMEL!' Rachel screamed at the top of her lungs.

Kurt sat straight up in his bed, 'what Rachel?!' Kurt asked half terrified and half angry.

'You cannot be serious?!' she said pointing at his computer screen.

'Hey! That's nothing to do with you!' He said rubbing his eyes and getting out of bed to snatch his computer from Rachel.

'You're never going to find anyone with an attitude like this Kurt!' Rachel protested.

'It's nothing to do with you Rachel!' Kurt yelled as he dragged himself to his bathroom.

'Well… it was my idea!' she carried on protesting.

Kurt ignored her. The thing about Rachel Berry was that there was no arguing with her. She was always right, period. She was 113 pounds of pure talent mixed with pure annoyance to everyone who knew her. Her heart always seemed to be in the right place but she didn't really listen to herself when she talked to people, she always managed to say the wrong thing.

'Kurt! Don't you want people to know how wonderful you are? You didn't talk about your talent or your amazing job at Vogue or the fact that you one of the few people on this planet that can wear a corset to an Ohio school and live to tell the tale!' Rachel pleaded.

'Rachel…' Kurt started as she had now joined him in the bathroom.

'No, Kurt! I promised your Dad that I would find someone that was worthy of you when we got to New York and we've been here almost two years!'

'You're not my mom, Rachel!' Kurt said as he started applying moisturiser to his forehead sounding more and more exasperated with every word.

But just as he finished his sentence a notification noise sounded from his phone. He pulled it from his robe pocket and examined it.

'Huh, an email from the dating site?' He said sounding confused.

'Oh my gosh! Is it from a boy?!' Rachel asked sounding very excited. 'Didn't he read your profile?'

'It's from a guy called Blaine?' Kurt explained looking at Rachel. 'Someone actually replied.'

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