Wes' Dorm Room

Wes sighed and turned around, watching them leave. He knew he didn't have her number but he didn't want to bug her for it. He heated that he lived such a boring life. It's why they left. He looked down and sighed, moving to sit on his bed.

And then they left, but first they caused a little mayhem on their way out. Come on, it's a school full of boys, you expect them to leave quietly? I don't think so. But eventually they left and headed back to Lima.

[I came up with a thesis, not that it matters anymore, but basically:
"The gassing during World War I combined with other horrors seen in the trenches prepared Adolf Hitler mentally to cause the widespread trauma that would kill millions of Jews in Europe. If he hadn't seen or experienced these terrors, he never would have been able to calmly inflict them upon millions of other human beings."
Yuuup. This is what I do with my free time.]

Shane scooted closer to Reed on the bed.
"Thanks," he said as Seasons of Love began. "I think that might work. I just need a little more information about Hitler himself, and maybe some on psychology, but I think if I take that route then I can definitely do it. Focusing more on the Holocaust itself might actually help to prove my point better." He smiled at Reed.
How do you think the Warblers would react to doing the song for Regionals?
"That would be so cool!" Shane said, eyes glued to the television. "It's such an iconic song that the judges would be sure to appreciate it, but it wouldn't seem too stiff, like a Journey medley might seem." [hahaha]

Reed laughed. "You mean like New Directions at sectionals? I mean, really, is there a journey song those guys HAVEN'T done?" He decided to leave the part about them tying for first out of his comment. He still didn't understand that. He tried to focus on the movie, but found himself more focused on Shane scooting closer to him. He blushed leaning into Shane.
"I'd definitely love to do something Rent for regionals." He remembered what Blaine had told him, about him and Kurt singing 'I'll Cover You'. "Maybe we could do a bit of a medley or something like that."

Wes smiled at Reed. "That's a really good idea!" He said as he wrote it down. He always tried to keep track of when he, or someone else, had a good idea.

"A medley would probably be good," Shane said, though he wasn't a Warbler - yet - and it didn't really matter what his opinion was. "You'll kill those New Directions at Regionals, no sweat." He paused. "Although..." A sly smile crept onto his lips. "You do need some better dancing, in my humble opinion."

Reed laughed at Shane's obvious attempt to ask Wes if he could help with the Warbler's lack of dancing skills. "Oh really? Do you know anyone that could help us?" Reed joked turning his head around to smirk up at Shane.

Wes smiled and looked at Shane. "Are you saying we can't dance?" He smirked, knowing it was true. The most Blaine could do was jump on furniture. He shook his head and chuckled. "Do you know anyone with dancing skills??"

Shane looked around the dorm room, mocking a search for dancers. Then he pointed to himself. "What, me? I can dance, a little..." He smiled broadly. "I would be more than happy to be in the Warblers..." He nudged Reed and smiled at his boyfriend. "More time with Reed wouldn't be bad."

Reed's face turned crimson. "He can sing a little too..." added Reed. He knew Shane hated singing, but he had heard him on multiple occasions, and he wasn't horrible at all. Reed actually kind of liked Shane's voice. It was rough and untrained and completely full of life. Surely he was able to sing a few notes behind Blaine...

Wes smiled wide. "Really? You can dance? That's great!!" He said as he put the small notebook away. "You should audition for the Warblers." He nodded a few times, smiling as he sat on the bed.

Shane grinned. "I'd love to. You tell me when and where and I'll be there." He looked at Reed and smiled even more broadly. He would love to be in the Warblers, not only because Reed and Blaine were in the group, but because he really loved performing.

Wes was still bored at his bed , he thought: ''Yes and what now'' . He went to his desk and flipped through his book and started reading out of boredom

'' a few minutes later ''

Wes was stil bored and grabbed his cellphone and sent a text to blaine

'' im bored , do you have anything to do ??''

Blaine's text to Wes:

Not really. :\ Just been practicing for Regionals. What's up?

Wes Text To Blaine:

'' Im Bored senseless and i know nothing to do ''

Blaine's text to Wes:

Well, I'm not doing anything until this weekend. Want me to stop by the dorm?

Wes Text To Blaine

'' Yes Please ''

Blaine put his phone in his pocket and left the library where he had been studying. Since Kurt had left Dalton, Blaine had done nothing but study and stay in his own room while he waited for Friday to roll around so he could see his boyfriend again for their weekend getaway. When he reached Wes' dorm, he knocked lightly on the door before waiting out in the hall for the other Warbler to answer.

He heard a knock on the door and almost tripped over his desk chair he walked to the door .
He openend the door .

'' Heey Blaine ''

"Hey, Wes," Blaine greeted, forcing a smile as he made his way into the room, his hands deep in his pockets as he looked down at the carpet. "Feeling better?" he asked, knowing that Wes had been sick the past few days.

[We said Wes was sick before to explain why we didn't have the character on here during the Warbler meeting. XD]

''i'm fine just a little bit dizzy'' said wes before he sat down on his bed and looked blurry.

''How are you then '' asked wes.





[ oke ]

Blaine shrugged as he took a seat in the chair by Wes' desk. "I'm alright," he answered tiredly. He brought his hand up to rest on the desk as he traced random circles along the top of it with his fingertips. "It's weird not having Kurt around though," he admitted softly before looking up at Wes.

Wes heard what blaine said and responded . '' i understand you '' wes said softly as he could just sit on his bed

Blaine forced another half smile before resting his chin on his hand and looking over at Wes. "So, how've you been? Other than the whole sick thing, I mean."

'' mmm... good '' reply wes but he was not really in with his thoughts