Be Nice To People

Darren Criss here. I'm just a normal guy who got lucky. I'm currently working on Glee, and an album I might finish at some point, who knows! I am not actually Darren Criss, hold no claim to he or Glee, nor do I know him.

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Oh you’re staying there longer?

[dareyinla]

Yeah.  I mean, not much longer but they had the brunch thing yesterday so I haven't quite left yet.

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Let’s not stress about it too much okay? We’ve got so much more to think about than… our craziness.

[dareyinla]

Yeah...  Yeah.  I'm not sure when I'm heading back as of right now.  But when I do know more I'll let you know, okay?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

I think… that we could make that work. God we sound fucking crazy… we sound so fucking insane right now… But now that I know that you’re seeing the same things… I feel that this a bit more real.

[dareyinla]

We are fucking crazy.  I think it's something in the water...  I think we're nuts.  And I think that we're not going to see each other's...  Whatever.  But then again you know how I am...

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Well I don’t know… but I have a feeling that if they are real and we don’t get them together soon.. they’ll escape or something.

[dareyinla]

Yeah...  Blaine's not been around enough to be bugging me, but knowing them they probably would, if they are really them...  But what if...  I'll send Blaine in a car to that spot we sometimes meet up at, and you grab him from there...  Then I'll come over after.  Do you think you can handle that?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Yes… that would be good. Come over when you want and you’ll probably find Kurt. But you should bring Blaine when you can.. because Kurt keeps asking where he is…

[dareyinla]

How am I supposed to do that?  I can't really walk out of the house with someone who looks exactly like me...  What if the Pap's catch me with him?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

I know it sounds fucking crazy but… think just…what if they are real? What if… what if came over there and saw Blaine and you saw Kurt? Would that make us more crazy or would it make it more real?

[dareyinla]

I don't know...  I have no idea.  I haven't seen Blaine here, especially though...  So maybe when I get back in this week...  Maybe we should try it?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Or are they actually real?

[dareyinla]

Or I'm just a little crazy and you're delusional...

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

It felt very, very real. I first thought you were playing some joke on me, to be honest.

[dareyinla]

Are we both actually going insane?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Darren… are we both crazy or…  I don’t even know…

[dareyinla]

I don't...  I don't know.  But...  Was he real to you?  Like, was he...  Actually there?  No dreaming involved?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Did you like… leave for shooting and come back and like… immediately start dreaming about him again? Because it was like I left home and came back and… Kurt was there again…

[dareyinla]

No...  He was around for like, one night and then he wasn't around anymore...  When you came over and stuff...  He like, vanished again?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Well.. I think I’ve been dozing off at random times when I’m at home because of a sudden I’m having the dream again. I don’t know how it happens…

[dareyinla]

Mine was like...  In the middle of the day.  And I swore I might have been awake...  Maybe it's just stress, I don't know...

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Every night since like… last Saturday…

[dareyinla]

Oh, night?  Okay...  Nevermind then...

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Yeah… and he wouldn’t believe me when I said he was made up. And like he even judged my clothes!

[dareyinla]

When was this dream?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

Wow… that sounds a lot like my dream of Kurt… he was like suddenly there and yeah. That’s uh so weird that we had the same dream!

[dareyinla]

That is really weird...  Was he like, pretending he was real and shit?

[dareyinla]

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[limaohiorp]

You had a dream about Blaine? That’s funny… because I had a weird one about uh…Kurt. What happened in yours? Oh I know, they’re just weird stress dreams, those are the freakiest ones. I am always nice, Mr. Criss!

[dareyinla]

Well, like...  I guess it was weird because he was real.  And...  Telling me all this shit about how he had just been in New York and was suddenly there.  I think I'm just too stressed is all.  Anyways.  What about yours?

[dareyinla]

lovelalea replied to your post:There’s always so many people you’d never expect...

You looked amazing last night, Darren! How was it?

Thanks Lea!  It was great.  I met all kinds of people, and basically just ran all over the place.  How was the premiere?  I hate I couldn't be there!

[dareyinla]

I'm Fucking Crazy || Self-Para

Darren sat alone in his hotel room, waiting to hear back from Chris after the White House Correspondence Dinner.  He ran his hands through his hair, suit discarded as soon as he'd walked into the door, bow tie laying on the dresser.  The only thing he was left with were his boxer-briefs and bright blue socks.  All night he'd kept going back to a few days ago when he was sure he'd actually had a conversation with Blaine, while he was awake.

Darren shook his head, flopping back on the bed with a deep, heavy sigh.  "I'm fucking crazy, aren't I?"  He peeked out from behind his fingers, almost expecting Blaine to be standing there, speaking back to him.  He was still alone though, to his relief.  He rubbed his eyes as hard as he could, until he saw spots behind his eyelids.

"Okay, so that was just a dream then...  Just a really vivid fucking seeming real dream.  Cause if I was going crazy then...  Well, I could make him appear now, right?  So...  Blaine?  If I'm crazy I want you to come out, like right now..."  He slowly opened his eyes once more, still alone in the room.

He sighed, sitting up slowly, and walking to his suitcase, taking out a t-shirt and pair of lounge pants, sliding them on.  He almost swore he saw  a shadow move, shaking his head.  "Okay, no.  Stop it, Darren.  Just forget about it...  It didn't happen and you need to stop..."

Darren didn't forget about it though, he wanted to tell someone.  He wanted to tell Chris, because Chris always seemed to know what to do.  Maybe he'd try to tell him.  Maybe he'd tell him if he was crazy, or just a little insane.

That's what he decided to do, giving himself a nod.  He'd bring it up slowly, find a way to ease his boyfriend into the fact that he might be totally off his rocker.