Sam cradled his head in his hands. He was never going to get drunk again. He wished he had at least waited to find out who the guy was. Even if it was probably a straight boy who would pissed at him."Hey,"He looked up and squinted, "Finn?""Yeah. Great night last night right? I didn't even get back to my room."Sam bit his lip guiltily, hoping Finn wouldn't notice anything unusual about his sheets."Oh you missed Kurt.""He was here?" Sam asked trying to ignore his heart leaping. It was stupid to think about that. He still need to separate those half buried feelings from everything else. "Yep. I forgot to tell you, and then you missed dinner. I was hoping you two would meet up at the party, but it was too crowded I guess. Next time, dude.""Next time," Sam repeated, not sure if he was overjoyed or depressed about not seeing Kurt. It was kinda of like the one night stand.