✉ ✍ ☏ ☮ ♬ ☢ ☾ {just to tide you over while I finish making my account :P}
✉: For a regular text message from my muse.
How long does it normally take to get all this make-up off? I’ve been trying for the last hour and my face is starting to hurt.
✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.
How do you start to tell the difference between work and play? We are just playing characters but I can’t help but miss the touch every time he lets go of my hand, or my stomach does these little swoops when he gives me a kiss on the lips- given that it is a peck; but I haven’t seen any of the other guys do that during work… it’s just him…. And I always catch Santana looking at us with this like knowing smile, I don’t know what it’s about, I don’t know what the hell I’m feeling- I feel like I’m a damn teenager again.
☎: For a drunk phone call.
"Blaine! Blaine hi, you know you such right? I mean, like you really suck. With that stupid dimpled grin, and stupid grin that makes me get all tingly- so very, very, very stupid. But hey! I really like when you kiss me, so don’t stop doing that okay? Even if it’s in character, I like it!."
☮: An argument I think my muse would have with yours.
"Blaine you wear to much gel, seriously- the light reflexs off of it during the day and almost blinds me and the kids… No more! No I don’t care that you have crazy curls, there is product to tame them that doesn’t make a noise with a tap it with my finger."
♬: Would you care to dance? My muse has to dance with yours.
"Are you serious right now? Blaine, my dancing is fine- you didn’t have to pull me into the make-up room; oh- oh okay? Dancing this close, okay. Your nose is a little shiny though, might want to get some powd- oh come on, don’t pout, I’m just teasing."
☢: It’s too hot outside, how does my muse suggest our muses cool down?
Uh swimming duh? Marley would totally get him to go swimming in the big Mickey Mouse shaped pool with her,
