"Where to first?" Kurt asked Blaine. It was only about 8 AM on Blaine's first Saturday living in New York.
Kurt had promised him a day of sightseeing, complete with taking Polaroid pictures and eating food only from carts.
"What about the Empire State Building?" Blaine asked.
Kurt smiled. "Perfect. A bird's eye view of your new home. I don't know why I didn't think of it," he said. They got on the subway and went to the famous building. Although they had to wait for a while, they eventually made it to the top.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Blaine's jaw dropped. It was a clear day with nothing but blue skies, and through the big windows lining the walls, he could see for miles and miles. "It's so beautiful," he said breathlessly.
Kurt smiled. "Just think of this the first time a taxi driver drives through a puddle and splashes you," Kurt said.
Blaine laughed. "I know that it living in the city can be kind of bad sometimes, but, just look, it's beautiful," Blaine said.
Kurt leaned over and kissed him. "It is. It really is. Let's take a picture."
Blaine leaned up against a support pillar and Kurt snapped a Polaroid with the city through the window in the background. They then moved onto the observation deck. They strolled around for about fifteen minutes, looking at the scenery.
"Remember what you said about those food carts?" Blaine asked.
Kurt laughed. "I take it it's lunch time," he said. They took the elevator back down to earth and went in search of a Falafel truck.