Moving day (for Blaine)

The summer had been a bit hectic. It had been filled mostly with work and getting ready for Oxford and dealing with losing Hector. It was odd not to be around the other boys all the time and to know that he wasn't going to see all of them again in September.

By the time he was actually moving in, it hardly seemed real. His parents had come down to help him move everything in, including the brand-new typewriter they'd bought him to celebrate his scholarship. They'd left him to go check into their hotel, planning on staying the night in Oxford, meeting him for breakfast the next day and heading back to Sheffield after that.

He's just taking his last few boxes down the hall to unload them in his room.