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Drinking is an Important Meal of the Day || Blacey Para

Tagging:  Lacey Jones and Blaine Anderson, with mentions of Quinn Fabray, Angelo DeMarcos, Kurt Hummel and others

When:  Tuesday Night

Notes:  Blaine needs someone to keep him company after dinner with his parents

Lacey's day was pretty great.  She kind of loved the fact that she honestly didn't have any pressing responsibilities in life for the moment.  After the morning run, she was able to dance around and clean out Quinn;s old bed and bath...  The tiff that she and Quinn had was still under her skin.  It wasn't supposed to go down that way.  She WAS angry and she thought that she could tell Quinn that without it becoming an issue to their relationship.  She loved Quinn.  You could get mad at somebody that you love, but the way that Quinn became so defensive and offensive, accusing her of gossip and all  that other shit just pissed her off.  Clearly, she was misunderstanding the nature of GOSSIP.  Lacey was no fucking gossip and she had the mind to give Quinn a low blow and call her a homewrecker, but she knew that even though Quinn did something fucked up, it didn't define her and she wasn't going to stoop to her level of fuckery by name calling.  But, she was pissed, all over again at the fact that Quinn took it there with her.  So, once she finished cleaning and dancing, she had a chance to go see Blaine, who was quickly becoming her new single friend.  She needed one.  With the relationship woes surrounding her, Blaine was so refreshing to not have any himself.  So, she washed up, got dressed and high tailed it to meet him.

[pixie-lady-lacey]

Wardrobe Function|| Blacey Para

Tagging:  Lacey Jones and Blaine Anderson

Where:  NYC Shopping

When:  Sunday Afternoon

Lacey:  The night had ended well.  She could remember everything that happened, though sights and sounds were a bit fuzzy.  Damn, she needed to stop drinking.  But, after fooling around with Angel more after her morning wash up, she stayed in bed with him a while and eventually, he already had something planned out and he went to go do whatever it was.  She had breakfast, did some yoga, went for a run, danced around the apartment as she cleaned up the now empty rooms that Quinn no longer occupied.  Now, she was ready to go shopping with the wonderful Blaine Anderson.  He was cool as hell and she enjoyed his company.  When she arrived at his place, she knocked, humming to herself a love song - some silly shit that she had been doing all day long.