Okay, don't hate me if I should know, dude, but what's happening for you guys tomorrow? I don't want to put my foot in anything and upset anyone. You don't have to tell me if it's private, I totally understand.

Who: Anyone who wants to join (GROUP THREAD)
What: One for the road
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Wednesday night
Rating: Could be anything

Kurt had planted himself on one of the outer spots of the four-seater sofa, though it hadn't exactly been by choice at the time. He had been aiming to go get a drink when he felt a bit woozy so he sat down before he could do anything completely embarrassing like pass out in front of people and terrify them. He really didn't want to scare his friends, even if he had an awareness that was inevitable right now. Hell, he was absolutely petrified himself, but doing a very good job of keeping the masks up. He stayed in that spot and just decided to watch the goings-on around him. Right now, he just needed the people he loved around him, and he needed it to be fun. No freaking prayer circles or vigils allowed, or bitchslaps would be earned.

He had done his best to try and dress up for the occasion, but even that took too much effort. He was neat, and the colours matched. That was going to have to be about the extent of it. He didn't know when he would see all his friends together having fun again... and there was a horrible niggle in his gut that maybe he wouldn't see them like this again. Tonight had to be special, and he was damn sure not going to let feeling crap stop that.



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Who: Anyone who wants to join (GROUP THREAD)
What: One for the road
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: Wednesday night
Rating: Could be anything

Kurt had planted himself on one of the outer spots of the four-seater sofa, though it hadn't exactly been by choice at the time. He had been aiming to go get a drink when he felt a bit woozy so he sat down before he could do anything completely embarrassing like pass out in front of people and terrify them. He really didn't want to scare his friends, even if he had an awareness that was inevitable right now. Hell, he was absolutely petrified himself, but doing a very good job of keeping the masks up. He stayed in that spot and just decided to watch the goings-on around him. Right now, he just needed the people he loved around him, and he needed it to be fun. No freaking prayer circles or vigils allowed, or bitchslaps would be earned.

He had done his best to try and dress up for the occasion, but even that took too much effort. He was neat, and the colours matched. That was going to have to be about the extent of it. He didn't know when he would see all his friends together having fun again... and there was a horrible niggle in his gut that maybe he wouldn't see them like this again. Tonight had to be special, and he was damn sure not going to let feeling crap stop that.



[ooc: Feel free to join, or not. It's up to you! Group gathering thread, usual stuff going on. Tag to open threads, or start your own. Feel free to flag someone you want to chat to in a thread too by putting their name in the subject line. Whatever takes your fancy.]

Who: gotstarpower and woman_or_a_girl
What: Girl Talk
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: After THIS and the day before THIS
Rating: Girl talk, could be anything

Mercedes kept to her word and showed up on the dot to Kurt, Quinn and Blaine's home, arms laden with grocery bags full of organic produce to make soup and chocolate brownies with ice cream for dessert. Really, the cooking was just a ruse. She wanted to help, sure, but she knew they all needed to be rallying around together right now. At least she could kill two birds with one stone that one. And now that the soup was well and truly on the go, simmering on the stove, Mercedes washed her hands and then went over to sit across from Quinn at the kitchen table.

She gave her a close, analysing look, checking her over to see her face. All the pain, worry, and tiredness showed there. Just like it had on Blaine's face when he answered the door to her before retreating back to his bedroom to curl up with a sleeping Kurt again. Apparently Nick was somewhere in the yonder of the apartment doing the same, which gave Mercedes and Quinn some much needed girl time. And overdue at that. "Okay, girl, spill," she said, her tone non-nonsense and matter of fact, as it always was in her true Mercedes Jones unique style.

Who: gotstarpower and woman_or_a_girl
What: Girl Talk
Where: Hummel-Anderson-Fabray Home
When: After THIS and the day before THIS
Rating: Girl talk, could be anything

Mercedes kept to her word and showed up on the dot to Kurt, Quinn and Blaine's home, arms laden with grocery bags full of organic produce to make soup and chocolate brownies with ice cream for dessert. Really, the cooking was just a ruse. She wanted to help, sure, but she knew they all needed to be rallying around together right now. At least she could kill two birds with one stone that one. And now that the soup was well and truly on the go, simmering on the stove, Mercedes washed her hands and then went over to sit across from Quinn at the kitchen table.

She gave her a close, analysing look, checking her over to see her face. All the pain, worry, and tiredness showed there. Just like it had on Blaine's face when he answered the door to her before retreating back to his bedroom to curl up with a sleeping Kurt again. Apparently Nick was somewhere in the yonder of the apartment doing the same, which gave Mercedes and Quinn some much needed girl time. And overdue at that. "Okay, girl, spill," she said, her tone non-nonsense and matter of fact, as it always was in her true Mercedes Jones unique style.