Tina and Blaine were sitting down, on her sofa, watching an episode of “Friends”, when she turned to him, and said.
“Blaine… There’s something I’ve gotta tell you”. She looked very willing to say what she had in mind, so he nodded, and let her continue.
“Since we met, I’ve wanted you. Not in a romantical, hopelessly in love way, but in a “i-wanna-fuck-you-so-bad” way. You look so fucking amazing. And I haven’t had sex in such a long time. I need you Blaine, I want you.” She said, getting closer and closer to him, running her hand up his thigh. He was wearing a black short-sleeved button up shirt, with a red bowtie, just like during his performance of “it’s not unusual”. He had black tight jeans on, and nice
shoes.
“Tina, we’ve talked about this.” He says. “First off, I’m ga-“. Tina cut him off putting her finger on his lips.