chocolate brown eyes shine with humble ingénue as she looks up at her friend, absolutely moved by his sincere encouragement. a genuine chuckle ironically erupts from her golden soprano register at blaine's accurately bombastic description of her voice, and rachel is immediately thankful for having a friend like him to cheer her on from the crowd of life.
❝ have i told you lately how lucky i feel to have kurt agree to share you with me? ❞ smile only grew deeper into her dimples, as she gave his hand a squeeze. ❝ seriously, it means the world to me to have you in my metaphorical corner of the theatre: you've always believed in me, even when everyone was annoyed with my obnoxious need for the spotlight. you're a good friend, blaine, and it goes without saying you have one in me, too. no matter what. ❞ silence settled for a couple seconds, before rachel's powerful laugh filled up the space between them again, ❝ no wonder we're meant to go to broadway if we can turn a coffee date into such an intense declaration of love! it's ridiculous, but you gotta appreciate the drama of it ― now, tell me about you. where is that smooth lyric tenor soaring to next, and where? a play? a musical, maybe? you'd make a killer fiyero, and kurt told me there are wicked auditions coming up soon at the gershwin theatre. you should sign up! i can help you run lines as elphaba, it will be perfect! ❞