#th3aterk1d

[hcngover]

with the new directions safe and sound, because he succesfully managed to drag carter cortez and half his fanclub and wannabes into glee club, securing his legacy as the club's unofficial savior, aidan found himself bored again, and looking for a new challenge. or conquest, rather. leaning back in his chair, he scans the choir room for potentials, until his eyes fix on a blonde cheerleader, who he vaguely recognizes as a member who joined in his senior year, but who has definitely had a glow up since — or maybe he just hadn't checked her out properly before? also entirely possible. although most members had already left the choir room, she still appeared to be busy on her phone, and judging by the way she was scrolling, she was probably searching through spotify for mashup week ideas. aidan had delibaretly opted out of the assignment after he found out pairs would be randomized as some kind of team building excerise. he had no interest in being stuck with a bad pairing, especially when he already knew who he wanted to sing with. "you know, i've been thinking," he begins casually, running a hand through his hair as he stops beside her. "nasr and devereux love to go on and on about the importance of vocal chemistry, and keeping up with your partner musically, but does any of that really matter as much as they think it does? more than the visual? more than selling the story? i doubt it. and i doubt anyone actually enjoys watching those two eyefuck each other on stage as they belt out their lame showtunes. i don't think they'll do much better seperated either," he continues, letting out a soft chuckle as he leans against the nearest chair. "but you? i think you have a real shot at stealing the spotlight. at least... if it wasn't for the randomized pairings. don't know who you ended up with, but i honestly can't think of anyone in here beautiful enough to match your stunning visual. how very unfair." ( @th3aterk1d )

[hcngover]

julian genuinely hadn't meant to eavesdrop... at least not at first, but while he was organizing the sheet music by the piano, he couldn't help but overhear a couple of cheerios chatting with each other. normally, he would have completely tuned their conversations about utter nonsense out, but then he caught a very familiar name, followed by one of them mentioning that her mother was 'part of the original cast'. julian recognized her face, knew she had been part of the club before it was cool, but admittedly hadn't bothered to learn her name up until now, or know anything else about her really, other than the fact that she seemed to be a bit of a wallflower, comfortable swaying in the background. however, this little nugget of information suddenly made her a lot more interesting, enough to make her want to approach her when he spotted her in the library by herself. "you know, charity, most people would lead with that kind of information," he tells her, casually dropping into the chair beside the blonde girl. "your mom. how come you never told us?" ( @th3aterk1d )

[shcwtunes]

who: sully & charity @th3aterk1d where: choir room

"do you know how to play this thing?" sully's fingers press on a few, random keys of the piano in front of them, really just making noise, rather than playing any particular tune. "they put me in piano lessons when i was a kid, but then my teacher just moved away one day, so i didn't have to go anymore." or so he'd been told. in reality, she'd had to drop sully as a student, because he'd been, in her words, 'unteachable', but his mom had decided to spin it a different way. "kinda sucks, 'cause i was good at it, too. could have probably been useful in here."