USWNT training at the National Sports Center in Blaine is just blowing my mind like.. how many soccer tournaments did I go to there?? Oh I wish I was home right now.

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USWNT training at the National Sports Center in Blaine is just blowing my mind like.. how many soccer tournaments did I go to there?? Oh I wish I was home right now.
[text] This is going to sound like the dumbest thing ever but are you still hung over or is it just me?
text: Def. not the dumbest thing
text: I didnt do squat yesterday other than lay around
text: and, yeah, I'm STILL hungover
text: What did we even do?? Inject it right into our veins
[Blaine knows that today, July 27th, is Artie Abrams’ birthday. It is a day of celebration, a festival of high spirits, an almost vaguely religious commemoration. Since Artie didn’t live so close before he moved to New Directions, Blaine only got to send his friend a text message or take him out for a late dinner, but this time Blaine is starting Artie’s 24th birthday right in the morning.
Blaine lays these presents wrapped in Star Trek wrapping paper in front of Artie’s door, rings the doorbell, and rushes upstairs as fast as his classy camel-colored brogues would allow him.]
Happy 24th Birthday, ARTIE ABRAMS!
Remember when I said on your twenty-third birthday that I was going to make sure that your twenty-fourth birthday was as epic as can be? Well, you might not, since we got really drunk that night and you lost a wheel on your chair :( and you were all good-natured about it and I was simply horrified—wow, that was one night. Do you still remember the names of the cougars who tried to hit on us, hahaha! I think one of them was named Janice. It was a J name.
Thinking back on that night, it made me smile. We had a lot of fun times together. Artie, you are one of my treasured friends and I’ll always have fond memories of how we met at A.V. Club during our undergrad years in NYU. I’m forever lucky to have someone like you.
I can’t wait to have more wonderful memories with you, my friend!
Have a magnificent twenty-fourth birthday!
Yours sincerely,
Blaine Anderson.
Included in Artie’s birthday swag are:
A gold Star Command polo because lbr, Artie’s a commander.
Hand-crocheted Iron Man Wristwarmers (hand not included.)
A lego decal sticker to spruce up any boring keyboard.
The biggest splurge so far but Blaine Anderson has decided that it is worth it. Not only is this high capacity portable charger rather sleekly lightweight, it’s practical. A perfect gift for Artie, who might need some extra power wherever he has to go on a long trip!
Lastly, there is also one thing:
There is a small sticky note attached to the back, it reads:
Sex on birthday you might!
Protection, you must! :P
[Artie hears the doorbell and does his best to peer out the crack between the door and doorframe (because peepholes are overrated. And for people who can stand up). He doesn't see much of anything, so he undoes three of his locks and has Walter undo the higher up one (the chain on the door is also out of reach) before hesitantly opening the door.
He looks at the stack of gifs and chews his bottom lip. Nate was back, so it's entirely possible that it's from him, but Walter pops up with an envelope and Artie recognizes Blaine's handwriting with a big sigh of relief. They gather the presents in Artie's lap and scoot back inside, redoing the locks before setting Blaine's finely wrapped packages carefully on the couch before joining them. He reads the note, absolutely beaming. It had indeed been a wild night. And god, he was so happy that Blaine had came into his AV club. He didn't think people came any better than Blaine Anderson.
Since Blaine was coming over later to go out to the party, Artie wasn't sure if he should wait... But Blaine's packages looked very appealing, so he decided to open them anyway. Then he could profusely thank Blaine when he came over! Vulcan tight logic.
He opened Blaine's nice looking packages carefully and was absolutely in awe at the gifts Blaine had gotten him. There was a slight pause in the present opening because when he opened up the Iron Man wristwarmers, he had to spend some time rolling around his apartment shooting things with them. They were perfect.
Honestly, everything that Blaine had gotten him was perfect. He could not believe that he had such a caring and conscientious friend. It was a rarity, that was for sure, he thought with a hint of bitterness as he thought about some of his other friends.
Looking at the clock, he realized he had just enough time to wash the polo shirt so he could wear it to the party later and, while, doing laundry was not usually his favorite task, this was a very special case. He also made sure to slip the condom into his wallet, just in case. That Blaine, always looking out for him- even sexually]
[text] Did you know that Mr. Schue was going to do A Christmas Carol for the next ARCP show?
text: Noooooooooope, I definitely did not.
draft: disappear for a week and SUDDENLY PEOPLE WANT TO DO OLD, OUTDATED, AND IRRELEVANT PLAYS.
text: I'm gonna talk to him about it.
My dash is such that I just had Sayid looking up at Blaine twerking.
(no idea how to screenshot on this computer)
Mr. Seldnei: Oh, Blaine's in emotional upheaval, you can tell because there's the piano.
Me: Seriously, at this point he's never going to be able to perform a heartfelt piano ballad to Kurt for, like, an anniversary or a birthday because Kurt's going to see him at the piano and immediately think "Cheating? Lying? Now what, Blaine?"
[text] Hey, Artie! Another great night. Question. Did you get my flowers yet? I had them specially ordered for Opening Night for you! Anyway, if you didn't, just wanted to say... YOU ARE AN AMAZING DIRECTOR! Thank you so much for your work! I think that you made Wicked, an already good musical, even greater! You were totally right about holding that pause in my solo! I think that the audience really connected with the scene. :)
text: Blaaaaaaaaaine! Answer: last night was so hectic it's entirely possible they couldn't find me. I'll find them tonight, I'm sure. AND THANK YOU for the flowers ^_^b
text: And thank you for the compliment!! Honestly, it's the actors and crew who REALLY make the show; I'm just lucky enough to get to guide the onstage talent. You guys have been pretty great to work with, and it really makes all the difference.
text: They definitely did! People were feeling the show so much last night~ I'm so excited for tonight!!
[text] Abrams & Anderson, you mean! ;) Oh, don't worry about the ego thing. You're in the clear. But now speakig of control, how is it like sharing that power with Mr. Schue?
text: oh man, we're gonna be those people who argue over the name of our production company, aren't we? (Anderson & Abrams) As far as you know~ It's... interesting.