#pc:ba

[smythsebastian]

CALL ☎ SEBASTIAN → BLAINE

SEBASTIAN: listens to Blaine's voicemail as soon as he's home but he waits until he's done showering and changing into his pajamas before he calls back. He slides under the covers and starts something on Netflix he knows he won't mind ignoring. Dipper hops onto the bed, too, while he waits for Blaine to pick up.]

[sxbastiansmythe]

Blaine || PRIVATE

bawarbler:

[PM] Yes.  A boyfriend.  Sebastian… can we talk about it?  Please?

What is there to talk about, Blaine?

[sxbastiansmythe]

[PM] Wow... so last night must have been a bore and disappointing after going home with a guy like that the night before. Honestly he's not exactly what I'd picture as your type though. I guess I figured tall, classic good looks. Not so... sultry and obviously sexy.

PM: ...Last night was actually...I mean I haven't ever really had a night like that before. Like, ever. Including with that guy. Yeah? Did you even have a picture in your mind to go along with what you imagined as my type?

[sxbastiansmythe]

[PM] Great game yesterday Sebastian. Sorry I couldn't stay around and congratulate you on your win; maybe another time. Thanks for telling me when they were and letting me come out. It was really good to see you in Captain/leader mode.

PM: Hey, sorry I didn’t check my messages before now. You really thought it was good? I felt off. Yeah, maybe another time. We’ll get together for that movie or something. Hey, thanks for asking and everything.

Was it? What did you like most about it, Anderson?

[-samsevans]

PHONE CALL ☎ SAM ⇆ BLAINE

SAM: -Calling Nightbird. Again. Pretending to be cool about it. Again.-

[-samsevans]

PHONE CALL ☎ SAM ⇆ BLAINE

SAM: -CALLING NIGHTBIRD! DEFINITELY BREATHING!-

[k--urthummel]

Phone Call → Kurt and Blaine

Kurt: [presses on Blaine's contact and holds the phone up to his ear, listening to the ringing on the other end as he impatiently taps the eraser of his pencil on his French textbook]

[natenotnathaniel]

Phone Call || Blaine & Nate

TIME FRAME → Late Thursday night, June 7

LOCATION → Blaine Anderson and Nate Evan's rooms respectively

GENERAL NOTES → Blaine has to clean but doesn't want to stop talking, so Nate calls him on the phone.

Nate Evans: *calls Blaine* Blaine Anderson: *answers phone* Hi, hey, hello. Nate Evans: Blaine Michael. Blaine Anderson: Nathaniel Issac Nate Evans: I hope you're cleaning right now. Blaine Anderson: I'm... eating candy. Blaine Anderson: With the intent to clean. Nate Evans: Mmhm. Right. Nate Evans: So, what all do you have to clean? Blaine Anderson: Umm, the duckling's corner and I have to clean the bathroom and the floors because there are feathers everywhere. Blaine Anderson: Just a heads up, I sing when I clean. So... Nate Evans: Oh. Well, you still need to sing for me anyway. So, I do not mi- Well, as long as it's not Spongebob. Please tell me you don't sing the theme song when you clean. Nate Evans: I will hang up. Nate Evans: I swear I will. Blaine Anderson: *sings* Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? Nate Evans: ... Blaine Anderson: I'm kidding. Calm down. Blaine Anderson: Any requests? Nate Evans: No, I guess not. Something I'll know, preferably. Blaine Anderson: I don't know what you know, nerd. Nate Evans: I know popular music, babe. Blaine Anderson: So, top 40s? Lame. Blaine Anderson: I was feeling old school tonight. Nate Evans: Like how old school? Blaine Anderson: Like Sam Cooke old. Nate Evans: I don't know who that is? Blaine Anderson: I'm shaking my head so hard. Blaine Anderson: Suggest something to me then, loser. Blaine Anderson: Spongebob Squarepants~ Nate Evans: OH NO. Nate Evans: I was looking up this Sam Cooke guy. Sing Cupid for me. I like that one. Blaine Anderson: Whoa, okay, confession time. I don't know that one. Blaine Anderson: Ask me something recent if you want. Nate Evans: Hmm.... Can you sing Duran Duran? Nate Evans: I'm in an 80s mood. Blaine Anderson: Fine, fine. Blaine Anderson: But you have to talk to me and not just sit there listening to my beautiful voice. Nate Evans: I'm guessing you have me on speaker then. ...Oh, so you know how I passed all my exams earlier? Well, I haven't had to go to class. I've basically just been picking up extra hours at work. Blaine Anderson: I do. Aaaaand, passing all of your exams and not going to class is helping you how? Doesn't attendance count for something? Nate Evans: Of course it does. They aren't taking it though. School's almost over. They care as much as the students do at this point. Blaine Anderson: Yeah, okay. If they do end up taking attendance, this just makes things better for me because you'll be a junior with me next year. Blaine Anderson: *sings the "hungry like the wolf" line* Nate Evans: They won't. Don't do that, Blaine. You're gonna jinx me! Blaine Anderson: What if everything I said came true? Blaine Anderson: Nate Evans is going to buy me some popsicles tomorrow. Nate Evans: That's really not funny. First off, Sam would be a -enior while I look like a dumbass for failing and I really do not want be an 18 year old junior. No offense. Blaine Anderson: I am offended. Nate Evans: Also, thank you for singing that line. That made my night. Blaine Anderson: I am offended again. Nate Evans: And I'm not buying you popsicles. Blaine Anderson: I'm really offended. Nate Evans: Poor baby. Blaine Anderson: Don't talk to me. I'm offended. Nate Evans: You should let me love you. Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need~ Blaine Anderson: No. Still offended. Nate Evans: You said not to talk. So I sang. Blaine Anderson: Don't sing to me. Nate Evans: You make it seem like I have a bad voice or something. Blaine Anderson: Meh. Blaine Anderson: You're actually really good but I'm supposed to be offended soooo. Nate Evans: I see. Nate Evans: And how would I un-offend you? Blaine Anderson: Tell me sweet things. Nate Evans: Lollipops, sugar cane, Kool-aid, fruit... Blaine Anderson: You're a nerd, I'm not talking to you. Nate Evans: I'm a sexy nerd. Blaine Anderson: You're okay I guess. Nate Evans: Your face is okay. Blaine Anderson: Pft. Blaine Anderson: You know you don't really think that. Nate Evans: Haha. Okay. You caught me. Blaine Anderson: I win. Nate Evans: Sure thing, Blaine. Blaine Anderson: You don't sound convinced. Blaine Anderson: I win, I always win. Nate Evans: Always. Nate Evans: Blaine Anderson is a winner. Blaine Anderson: Duh. Nate Evans: So, why are you cleaning so late? Blaine Anderson: Because I decided to talk to you all day like a loser. Blaine Anderson: Why are you NOT cleaning so late? Nate Evans: Our room isn't messy, believe it or not. Blaine Anderson: Needs more ducks. Nate Evans: Ugh. I'm hungry. I hate when- Oh hell no. Nate Evans: Ducks are not needed. Nate Evans: I thought you gave all of them away? Nate Evans: *yawns* Blaine Anderson: All of them? No never. I still have 20. Blaine Anderson: Sleepy? Nate Evans: Um, maybe? Blaine Anderson: Um, lame. Nate Evans: I didn't sleep. Shut up. Blaine Anderson: Why didn't you sleep? Nate Evans: Stuff I was telling you about earlier. Blaine Anderson: Ooh. Blaine Anderson: Don't worry yourself about stuff like that okay? Please? Nate Evans: I'll try. You tired me out though. So I might just get some sleep after all. Blaine Anderson: Sweet dreams, nerd. Blaine Anderson: I love you a lot. Nate Evans: Thank you. I love you too, Blaine. G'nite, babe. Blaine Anderson: Good night.