Song: Ghosting – Freelance Whales
Date: 13.07.12
A/N: Well… this was supposed to go up on Friday 13th…
"I love this bit," Blaine whispered as the screen filled with dozens of airborne lanterns. Kurt nuzzled into Blaine's neck. Blaine leant forwards to catch Kurt's lips and-
Dwight burst through the door, clutching a small device that was flashing and whirring madly.
"Dwight! What the hell?" Blaine shouted.
"Guys!" Dwight panted. "I was just running past your door," he paused for breath. "… and my EMF meter… it went wild!"
Kurt looked at Blaine. Sometimes he couldn't believe these people. The couple watched as Dwight tore around the room, putting the EMF thingy up to various objects.
"Dwight?"
"Yes?"
"Leave."
"Now?"
"Now."