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@seb-ask-tian
I wouldn’t call asking an honest question ‘arguing’ exactly. You don’t have to answer if you don’t have one. I just thought that considering I can probably count on one hand the number of times we’ve spoken, you would’ve had to stalk my blog or something to be able to call me predictable. I mean, I guess I won’t judge you if you did.
Trust me, I did not stalk you.
Guess who has an audition this weekend?
It’s for a student film so it’s not really anything major, but I’m still excited for it. If you barely hear from me over the next few days it’s probably because I’m locked up somewhere with my scene partner from class making sure everything is going to be perfect.
Who are you playing?
Predictable? But you don’t even know me.
What’s so predictable about me?
The fact that you're arguing with me right now.
That marquee thing? I can assure you that appearing on a marquee on Time Square is the absolute definition of making it in the competitive and thrilling world of musical theatre and it cannot simply be dismissed as meaningless thing. The marquee is the perfect and definitive metaphor for making it and I have officially made it. The movie was admittedly an unfortunate mockery of 50 years worth of musical theatre tradition, and a show that has run for over ten thousand performances in its infamous home on the West End, but I am confident that with my starring role, and such an impeccable cast, that our revival more than reminds each adoring audience exactly why Les Miserables is truly an unforgettable classic. Although I appreciate you mediocre attempt to psych me out, I’m afraid nothing could ruin such a perfect, and legendary, night for me. I am officially a star, Sebastian, and there is nothing you can do about it.
Alright, alright. It is quite a big deal. Though it does freak me out when I see your face if I'm walking through Times Square. Kind of makes me feel like you're watching me, which is insanely unsettling. But congratulations, for real. Hard work does pay off.
You really don’t like me much, do you? I’d ask what I did, but I don’t think I did anything wrong considering you don’t even really know me. But I guess it’s okay; you don’t have to like me.
It's not that I don't like you. You're just very predictable and I don't waste my time with things like that.
I’ve been way too busy lately and I don’t even see the point anymore. And now it’s almost three am. On a Monday. And I wasn’t even up doing fun shit. I was doing homework. Hell’s frozen over.
Can I drop out and call it even already?
Wait until college.
I think we should. It’ll keep things more interesting rather than the same old insults and phrases.
Sounds good. When are you free?
I know I can, but because you’re not updating your insults past ‘Princess’, I won’t be thinking of anything new for you, Smythe.
Should we do a brainstorming session on how to insult each other so we can both okay it? That way our banter will be updated and we can both approve.
He is cheerful. It’s kind of refreshing compared to how grumpy everyone is. And I do not, you over grown meerkat.
Meerkat? Come on, Hummel. You can do better than that. And to be fair, I really do think you can do better than that.
Um, well I can’t one hundred percent say that you haven’t but regardless, that was sarcasm. Your charm could use some work.
Thanks for the opinion. Anyway.
Awesome. Thanks for giving me the best idea ever, Sebastian!
Oh. Um. You're welcome.
Right, I thought you had some issue with Blaine with that comment about him making noise. Okay, I do not turn pink whenever you call me Princess, and I think most people get riled up when drunk.
No, I don't. I mean, it's not the noise I'm used to hearing guys who hang out with me making, but he's cheerful. What are you gonna do? You do too turn pink. Princess.
Sounds thrilling.
The principle behind them is great, but reading them sucks.
Okay, well, when you substandard and lacklustre works results in you being kicked out of college and you end up homeless, and working a life of crime, which will probably end in your death, then you will have no one to blame but yourself. Also, my name is Rachel Berry and, as it is already up on its very own marquee, I strongly suggest that you at least attempt to say it right.
That was harsh. And oh yeah, congrats on that marquee thing. And that show. It actually seems like it'll be a good version of the musical, unlike that horrendous movie, so I might just come to see it. Don't screw up.
I see you’re still as charming as ever.
Please tell me I never slept with you when I was blackout drunk and that you know my charm because my reputation precedes me and you remember it so well.
Princess? Really, Sebastian? We’ve known each other for two years, and Princess is still the best insult you can come up with? I’m disappointed. I’m glad you at least tolerate me, but I always thought you liked Blaine.
I do like Blaine. He's a good friend. And yes, but it's so fun to watch you turn pink as I call you Princess. Especially when you've had a drink or two. Then you get really riled up.
Sounds like so much fun… I mean, I’m sure you have fun, but that sounds like such a drag for me. I’m glad I’m not you; I’d probably go out of my mind.
I do have fun. And I don't really care what pleasures you, so move along.
