Kurt was deep into writing a paper for his history of theater class. "Bread and Puppet theater originated out of…no, no that sounds weird…" he said out loud to himself. He hit the backspace button. "The only theater company that ever gave out food to the audience…nope…" Back to the backspace button. "I want bread," he typed as he said it out loud. An orange box popped up on his screen, snapping him out of study mode. It was a Skype request from Blaine. Kurt sighed, opened the Skype chat that he and Blaine had been using for months now. Writing a paper. Later. He wrote back. Please? Blaine asked. Kurt had been working on this paper for hours now and he needed a break. He called Blaine.
"I knew you couldn't resist me," Blaine said as soon as he turned on his webcam, giving him seducing guys. Kurt gave him a look.
"I can't talk for long. I have a paper due tomorrow that I forgot about until last night," Kurt said. Blaine looked so sad.
"Okay. I guess we can make this short." Naturally, their conversation lasted about four hours. Kurt, laughing hysterically turned to look at the clock.
"Blaine, I really have to go now," Kurt said, looking very worried.
"I know. I'm sorry I kept you for so long," Blaine said, looking sad.
"It's fine. I'll talk to you tomorrow. I love you," Kurt said.
"I love you too," Blaine replied. Kurt exited Skype and tried to focus back on his paper. The words "I want bread" still stared him in the face. He sighed, yawned, and stared at his notes intently, trying to come up with more info. He knew it was going to be a long night, but at least he had gotten to talk to Blaine.