"This is so corny," Blaine said, laughing.
Kurt was leading him up the stairs to the second story of a building not far from the loft. "Oh come on, it'll be fun!" Kurt said. "Besides, she said she would give us free readings." Kurt had been invited to go to a psychic by the psychic herself, a friend in one of Kurt's classes at NYADA. They were now standing in front of a door that said 'Fortunes by Jasmine.' Kurt rapped on the door and a young, tall, beautiful woman popped her head out.
"Kurt! Come on in! And you must be Blaine. I'm Jasmine," she said, leading them inside.
The room was dimly lit with so much incense burning that Blaine's eyes started to sting almost immediately. They sat down at an elaborately decorated table in antique chairs. There was a crystal ball sitting in the middle of the table.
"Alright, let's get down to business. I want you both to look directly into the crystal ball," Jasmine said. As the boys started to stare at it, Jasmine stared too. A few moments passed.
"Nothing's hap-" Blaine began.
"Shh," Jasmine said. "I'm getting something."
"Is it a good something or a bad something?" Kurt asked.
Jasmine smiled. "A good something. I'm seeing nothing but happiness in your futures. I know you both have had your share of trouble in the past, but I can assure you, that's over," she said.
Kurt and Blaine thanked her and they left. Kurt laced his fingers with Blaine's. "I'm kind of glad to know we have a pretty happy future together," he said.
"You do know that you go to a performing arts school. And that she's an actress, right?" Blaine asked.
"I know, but can't we just pretend?" Kurt asked.
Blaine thought for a minute. "Of course we can," he replied. He kissed Kurt on the cheek and they walked back to the loft.