"Kurt, we're going to miss our flight!" Blaine yelled from the Hummel/Hudson's living room.
"Hold on, I just need one minute!" Kurt yelled from upstairs.
Blaine groaned and plopped down on the couch. He checked the time on his phone again. They should have left for the airport 10 minutes ago! The boys were traveling to North Carolina, where Blaine's parents had a time share. They were letting them use it for the weekend.
"Okay, I'm good," Kurt said, hauling his luggage down the stairs. He was carrying two huge rolling suitcases, duffel flung around his body, his backpack on his back, and his laptop case dangling from his shoulder.
"Um, you do realize that you're only allowed to check one bag before you have to start paying for them, right?" Blaine asked.
"Yeah, I do. It's what, 10 bucks per extra bag, right?" Kurt asked.
Blaine sighed. "Try 100 bucks," Blaine said.
All of Kurt's luggage fell to the floor with a clunk.
"Do you really need all of that stuff?" Blaine asked.
Kurt looked very offended. "Yes, I do actually! This is my skin care stuff, these are my clothes, and these are shoes!" Kurt said, panicking and pointing frantically at various bags.
Blaine sighed. "You don't need this much stuff, Kurt. Let me help you," Blaine said. It took him a good fifteen minutes to sort through all of Kurt's stuff, but Kurt ended up leaving with a very full rolling suitcase, his backpack, and his computer bag, all stuffed to the brim. They drove to the airport well over the speed limit, and had to book it through security and to the terminal, but they made their flight and were on their way to a wonderful week.