No business like show business (for Blaine)

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David is finding a rhythm with his lectures and his readings and his essays. He thinks. So he decides it would be safe enough to get involved in some sort of society. Scripps has been asking him about what he does outside of school, and he wants to have an answer other than, "Revising."

There's a theatrical society at Magdalen, and they're having a recruitment meeting for anyone interested in joining. He'd thought about trying to get Akthar to come with, but then he decided that Blaine would be better for that, so he asked the other boy to join him. And now he's knocking on Blaine's door to see if he's ready to head out to the meeting.

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David smiles a bit more at that, and then he looks around the refectory before pulling his hand away slowly.

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Blaine moves his hand to his neck, rubbing it in a little bit of embarrassment. "I mean it," he says. "But I'm sorry that Dakin turned out to be a bit of a disappointment."

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He nods. "I suppose...much as I'd hoped. I never really expected it to happen."

are you watching Glee?

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"That doesn't make it easier..." Blaine points out.

i just started it

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"No, I suppose not," David murmurs.

i just... i can't handle how awesome blaine is.

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"Well, I'm here to offer support and chocolate, if you need it."

are you on IM?

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"I may take you up on that. Especially the chocolate."

i am!

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Blaine smiles at that. "You're welcome to my supply any time."

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David laughs a bit. "Excellent. I'm sure I'll...be just fine, then."

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"At least life will be a little sweeter?" Blaine offers.

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"Yes, I suppose that's the point of chocolate, isn't it?"

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"It is." He leans a little closer. "That's why I always have some stashed in my room." The implication is that if David wants some he can always come to Blaine's room to talk.

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David nods, smiling a bit more.

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"Great." Blaine adds before turning to his lunch.

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David turns to his as well, still a bit melancholy but trying not to show it.

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"Did you have plans for later?"

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"Not really. You?"

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"Guitar lessons?"

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"That sounds lovely," David says with a smile.

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"Your room or mine?"

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"Yours? It seems more appropriate."

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Blaine gets up once the meal is done so that they can head back to his room.

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David follows, chatting as they go.

please can i come live under your bed instead of working?

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Blaine asks David questions about the lectures he's been going to and the work that he's been doing, all those kind of college-y questions.

*pets* of course! i'll move the boxes

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And David asks them in return.