His car hummed low as Blaine texted a quick "I'm here! :)" to Harmony's cellphone, tapping his fingers against the wheel of his car as he sang along to a pop song on the radio distractedly. He was honestly looking forward to the night, finding it to be a break from the constant drama that he somehow got wrapped up in ever since his transfer to McKinley. 

My idea of a perfect date: dinner at a great restaurant; seeing a movie or a, even better, a musical; a visit somewhere to get ice cream; a nice long talk about everything and anything

My childhood career choice: I've always wanted to be a performer. Or a fashion designer.