The Red Box cases were scattered on the floor of the loft in front of the television. It was raining heavily, and it had been since dawn. It was now about noon, and after sleeping in, Kurt and Blaine were ready to sit down for a movie marathon. "What should we watch first?" Kurt asked from his perch in front of the microwave where the popcorn was popping.
"I'm thinking Gravity," Blaine said.
Kurt shivered. "I don't know why we had to pick that. It freaks me out," he said.
"It's just a movie, an Oscar-dominating movie. You'll be fine!" Blaine said. He rummaged through the refrigerator and pulled out a bag of baby carrots and put them on the coffee table with the other snacks.
"What are those?" Kurt asked, wrinkling his nose in disgust.
"These are carrots," Blaine said, laughing and holding up the bag.
"No kidding, but what are they doing with our movie snacks?" Kurt asked.
"They're healthy. There needs to be something in here that won't rot our teeth," Blaine said.
Kurt sighed and went to rummage through the cupboards. He pulled out a bag of potato chips. "These are made from vegetables. It counts. Those," Kurt pointed to the carrots, "are gross."
Blaine laughed. "You don't have to eat them," he said.
"Fine," Kurt said. "Just don't let them touch my snacks."
Blaine laughed. "I won't let them contaminate your snacks, I promise," he sat down on the couch, put Gravity into the DVD player, and settled into their movie marathon.