You can't use a half-loop stitch on china silk, it will pucker.

[tasteslikepnk.livejournal.com]

Who: tasteslikepnk, OTA
What: Shopping
When: Monday, lunchtime
Where: D-A-S-H and then some
Rating: Leaving it open

Taking the opportunity to spend her lunch away from the office, Rachel decided to do a bit of shopping, heading into one of the strip malls around the area. She stopped outside of the D-A-S-H store and glanced inside through the windows, waging an internal war on whether or not to go inside. The browse side of the war won and she pushed the door open and headed in, making a beeline towards the bathing suits. She declined help from the sales girl as she browsed, pulling out a couple of pieces before putting them back.

After finding a couple she liked, she turned,  bumping into someone. “Sorry, I didn’t see you there.” she said, tossing her hair back as she adjusted what she held in her arms.

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[tasteslikepnk.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes at this "I forgot you were never good at playing nice." If this was the same Kurt that Blaine was in a relationship with, she would have to have a serious talk with him about his choices in relationship partners. "I'm not trying to kid anybody for once. If you weren't such a mousy little thing you probably would have gotten more time." She scoffed, shaking her head "Whether or not I was sleeping with him didn't make a huge difference did it? He's still free to attempt to teach, so obviously it didn't do any good."

A slight scowl crossed her features "Well aren't you trying to be cute? It's funny how when you actually don't go for it you don't get it. I don't need my name in lights to get any kind of satisfaction from my life, though I can't exactly say the same for you."

[justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com]

Kurt's lips quirked in a smirk. "Oh no, darling. This is me being very nice. The alternative is probably not something you want to be on the receiving end of, because the truth really hurts. It was McKinley. A pedophile rapist could have been hired to teach and no one would give a flying fuck. Despite your opinion of yourself, no one cared enough about you personally to really bother," he said with an indifferent shrug. "And those who tried to care, you stabbed in the back with bloody force and screwed them over anyway. With 'friends' like you, who needed enemies? There comes a time where people just... stop giving a fuck." Pretty much basically the story of his life when it came to interacting with some members of New Directions.

"You failed. Interesting." Her attempts to insult him were extremely boring. He knew when people resorted to calling people 'cute' as a way to be patronising, it was really scraping the bottom of the barrel. He looked at his watch, and then looked around the interior of the store with a small scrunch of his nose. Did he seriously have to be wasting his time making an effort with this woman? It was a brick wall. She hadn't changed an iota. He was distinctly remembering now why he all-but exited glee club in favour of the Cheerios. Her over-inflated ego left no room for critique on the bevy of faults she actually harboured along with the rest of the normal people. She thought she was pristinely perfect and so elevated above everyone else, Kurt couldn't stand being in the same room with her.

[tasteslikepnk.livejournal.com]

"Honestly, Kurt, I have heard worse than whatever bottled up anger you have reserved just for me. Do I choose to hear it? No, so you can honestly save it for a special day. If I actually cared about other people's opinions on me I would have to stay at home sobbing into my diary about how everyone hates me." She paused "Oh, you mean the whole baby incident, shit happens. For the record, we were never friends therefore the fucks given at all were none."

"You can't fail if you never try." she repeated, "Failing involves actually trying and giving a damn about the outcome." she let out a slow breath through her nostrils as she watched him check his watch and look around. "If you are so busy maybe you shouldn't have taken the time to grace me with your presence, but I'll do you the favor and leave, I have an actual job to get back to."

[justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com]

"So, we had to sit through years of your mindless drivel about how fantastic you thought were and how successful you were going to be only for you to never even bother trying? Wonderful. I developed migraines for nothing." Kurt hitched his bag over his shoulder and side-stepped her with a disdainful glare. "Don't do me any favours, Berry. If you were going to bother with that, you could have done it years ago and had your failure loser self quit glee club to give the rest of us a chance instead of hanging around like a bad smell and making our lives a misery. For your information, it has nothing to do with your illegitimate sprog. I just really do not like you and thank god Finn has better taste these days. Enjoy your day. I'm sure McDonalds can't function without you as an employee. Flipping burgers must be awesome fun."

With that, he gave a roll of his eyes and walked away from her, not even bothering to look back. Of course everything had been too good to be true. Nothing was ever allowed to be easy and nice for him, was it?

[tasteslikepnk.livejournal.com]

"Building up your tolerance for the rest of your life." She narrowed her eyes at him "The feeling is completely mutual, Hummel. For the record, Finn wasn't much of a catch in the first place. Right, and good luck on the new season of Ru Paul's Drag Race, I always knew you'd go far." She watched as he walked away before heading up to the counter to pay for her things. God she hated that asshole more than she realized.