𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 // para
𝐖𝐇𝐎: Kenna Giardi & @milespearce
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: Sunday, February 14th. Night.
𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: Breadstix. Candyland.
Kenna had no intentions of showing up to Candy Motta’s Valentine’s extravaganza, especially now that New Directions had secured a regionals win? The only sound in the back of her head was practice, practice, practice. Even if Vocal Adrenaline did win regionals, it meant that they needed to already think about how they were going to win nationals and how they were going to take down their real competition which would be the rag tag team of underdogs. Plus with Bryan Ryan’s announcement of Spring Awakening, her February would simply have to stay booked, but after one Kendra Giardi caught wind of Candyland, she dictated that Kenna had to go. Originally Kenna had planned to go with Sage and one of her friends, but she backed out last minute. So once Kendra had chewed her out, the blonde begged some guy from Carmel to take her. After arriving to Breadstix, her and her date found themselves sectioned into a booth. If anything, this allowed Kenna to take notice of her competition. Maybe she could count this as a workday. In the next booth over, she checked Miles Pearce and his date, some untuned Canary. Pitiful. Instead of paying attention to what her actual date was saying, Kenna decided to eavesdrop on whatever it was Miles and Nico were talking about but as soon as she started tuning in, Miles’ little bird was announcing she needed to go to the ladies room because she ‘wanted to see what kind of toilet paper they had’. This time, excusing herself from her table, she got up and slid directly into Nico’s warm seat. “Miles,” she greeted. “You were great at regionals,” she complimented, placing her elbows on the table, “I didn’t go, but I heard your rendition of Closing Time was immaculate,” had she actually heard that? No, but she had caught wind of New Directions’ setlist from the likes of Vocal Adrenaline members who did go. “Shame about your date though,” a pause. “I mean, was this just some pity because the Canaries lost and you’re so out of her league or am I witnessing Shakespeare at this very moment? Gotta say, I’m pleasantly surprised no one’s reenacted Romeo & Juliet yet.”