Who:
dancnwithmyself and anyone else who wants to join him
What: Star Wars Marathon
Where: Abrams House
When: The Saturday after Rachel's party, starting late afternoon.
Episode: Post 2x14 "Blame it on the Alcohol"
Rating: PG ish? It's a gathering, who knows.
[OOC: Treat as a gathering post. There will be plenty of junk food and non-alcoholic drinks. Anyone who
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Screw it.
He punched his finger pointedly against Artie's doorbell, three tubes of Pringles tucked under his arm. Tonight was about McKinley and his old friends, and nothing about Blaine or Dalton. Even if he had to sit through Star Wars again.
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"Didn't expect to see you here tonight. Actually I really didn't peg you as a Star Wars fan... and no Blaine? He sick or something?" he asked as he switched the large bottle of Coke from one hand to the other. Why was it, that no matter where they were, Kurt always looked immaculate? Sam felt like a bag lady standing next to him most of the time, even if what he was wearing was top-range sports clothes or even Levi jeans.
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But his lips soon pursed at the the mention of Blaine and he cleared his throat. "I didn't invite him. Maybe Artie did, but he's not coming with me. I thought I could just hang out with my old friends alone. I miss you guys."
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Luckily he managed to stifle the urge to do a happy dance at knowing Blaine wasn't coming and Kurt was alone. He really had to stop thinking like that, but it was nice to indulge very fleetingly. "Well, it's awesome you came, dude. It's been too long since we all hung out... boozeless, I mean. Never drinking again. I can't even remember what I drank."
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