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It was already fairly late that evening, but Kurt was still awake, trying to move ahead on a History essay that they all had due the following week; but the boy didn’t like to leave things to the last minute. So he was pretty focused in getting a good chunk of it done that night when a constant, yet erratic sound caught him to lose said focus while trying to identify the source of the rather loud noise. To his surprise, it came from his window, which was locked, and when he opened his curtains and opened it, he saw a very recognizable face, along with a blonde mop of hair standing under his window.

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There’s a violent twisting in her gut because there’s a familiarity she can’t place her finger on regarding them. Though fear is an emotion human’s can’t be rid of, she walks through the eruption of nerves because there’s something guiding her across the room - across a small courtyard in Columbus, Ohio where she’d been encouraged to fly because one of her friend’s had to attend a funeral. Really, she’d ended up on the Northern state for emotional support, but with her friend spending the day with her family, Adelaide was left to fend for yourself. 

Had she been caught staring?

She’d definitely been caught staring.

“Oh, Jeez, I wasn’t– I wasn’t staring at your ass, I promise! Okay, maybe I was a little, but even you have to admit you have a nice one.” 

       ❝ hey sam. how are things with quinn? you two seem -- good,           actually. really good. quinn’s less bitchy and you’re more           focused in glee club. ❞