Sebastian Smythe | 18 | Senior at William McKinely High School | Inevitably better than you (whoever you are) in each and every way. If you've got free booze, drop an invite in my ask - and if you're either overweight or ginger, do us all a favor and seriously consider dropping down your toilet drains into the fiery pits of Hell. If you're lucky, Satan might accept your heinous abnormalities.
Blaine: :P I just don't want you falling behind and not graduating or something
Blaine: I meant at /my/ place. If you wanted to come over you could. But if you're not feeling well than it's alright. Just rest and drink liquids and make sure to eat something and all of that stuff they tell you to make you feel better.
Seb: Yeah, I'm 99% sure I can't move, and I don't want you getting sick anyway...
Seb: I look icky anyway. All pale and gross and... ew.
Blaine: Well don't fall behind when you've only just started there, yeah?
Blaine: ...are you sure? Do you want to come over after I'm done here at work? I can make you soup...
Seb: Yes, mom. Whatever you say.
Seb: Nice as that sounds, my mom will probably be home by then. Might be sort of tough to explain why my ex-guidance counselor's sitting in my room, making me soup and holding my hand.
