Song: Pack Up – Eliza Doolittle
Date: 10.09.12
"Kurt, I really don't see why you need three bags," Blaine said, flopping backwards onto their bed; his small suitcase was all ready and packed, waiting by the door. Kurt looked at him incredulously.
"What?" Blaine asked.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I need three bags to fit all of my stuff in," he explained, tapping the suitcase that he was in the middle of packing. It was considerably neater than Blaine's; everything was neatly piled and arranged. Blaine had just thrown everything in whilst Kurt had tutted at his organisational skills.
"Okay, but you're paying the extra luggage fine at the airport," Blaine mused in a sing-song voice, slipping his sun glasses onto his nose and shutting his eyes.