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slidingmoments2012-03-11 01:15 pm
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"If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart."
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gotstarpower, rockstarwarbler and usedtohaveabs (posting order)
What: A fag's hags verses the boyfriend
Where: Kurt, Quinn and Mercedes' apartment, Miami
When: Morning after THIS
Rating: Watch this space
It was one of those rare days where Mercedes and Quinn had the morning off together, even if it was just because Quinn decided to skip class for the day to make sure Kurt was okay and Mercedes managed to swap a shift at work for the same purpose. Thank god Cameron was such a sweetheart, because he was more than happy to take her shift when he heard what was going down with Kurt. He was Holly's best friend and knew the situation 100%. Friendship really was priceless sometimes.
But now, the two fag hags sat together at the kitchen table sharing a pot of tea while they chatted quietly together about Kurt and the entire situation. They were beyond worried, and neither of them knew yet what it was that triggered Kurt's extreme and abrupt slip. It was a bad one, too. Quinn had come home from college to find him sprawled unconscious over the base of the treadmill, which had still been operating. It was a miracle he didn't smash his entire face in. There was vomit all over the place as if that had begun before he passed out, and more than enough evidence that he had been on the laxatives too. When she found the remnants of an intense binge session in his bedroom, she knew what had happened. Mercedes had come home a short time after that and together they got him cleaned up and to the hospital to make sure he didn't have a serious head injury. To hear he was malnourished and dehydrated also didn't even come as a surprise to them. This wasn't the first time they had been here.
He had been doing so well, though, and this had come on quickly. Something had to have triggered it. "I really thought Blaine was gonna be the crossroads," she said to Quinn with a sigh as she topped their mugs up from the teapot. "You don't think having a boyfriend has made Kurt relapse, do you?" But before Quinn could answer, as if like he had been summoned, Blaine appeared in the doorway of the kitchen looking ruffled with his hair sticking up in all direction and still sporting creased up the side of his face. If the disoriented look in his face coupled with his appearance told them anything, it was that he had just woken up.
"Morning, honey," she greeted him with a smile. "Do you want some tea?"
gotstarpower, rockstarwarbler and usedtohaveabs (posting order)What: A fag's hags verses the boyfriend
Where: Kurt, Quinn and Mercedes' apartment, Miami
When: Morning after THIS
Rating: Watch this space
It was one of those rare days where Mercedes and Quinn had the morning off together, even if it was just because Quinn decided to skip class for the day to make sure Kurt was okay and Mercedes managed to swap a shift at work for the same purpose. Thank god Cameron was such a sweetheart, because he was more than happy to take her shift when he heard what was going down with Kurt. He was Holly's best friend and knew the situation 100%. Friendship really was priceless sometimes.
But now, the two fag hags sat together at the kitchen table sharing a pot of tea while they chatted quietly together about Kurt and the entire situation. They were beyond worried, and neither of them knew yet what it was that triggered Kurt's extreme and abrupt slip. It was a bad one, too. Quinn had come home from college to find him sprawled unconscious over the base of the treadmill, which had still been operating. It was a miracle he didn't smash his entire face in. There was vomit all over the place as if that had begun before he passed out, and more than enough evidence that he had been on the laxatives too. When she found the remnants of an intense binge session in his bedroom, she knew what had happened. Mercedes had come home a short time after that and together they got him cleaned up and to the hospital to make sure he didn't have a serious head injury. To hear he was malnourished and dehydrated also didn't even come as a surprise to them. This wasn't the first time they had been here.
He had been doing so well, though, and this had come on quickly. Something had to have triggered it. "I really thought Blaine was gonna be the crossroads," she said to Quinn with a sigh as she topped their mugs up from the teapot. "You don't think having a boyfriend has made Kurt relapse, do you?" But before Quinn could answer, as if like he had been summoned, Blaine appeared in the doorway of the kitchen looking ruffled with his hair sticking up in all direction and still sporting creased up the side of his face. If the disoriented look in his face coupled with his appearance told them anything, it was that he had just woken up.
"Morning, honey," she greeted him with a smile. "Do you want some tea?"