TEXT: Sebastian || Blaine

Sebastian: Matt Doyle, hope you're having a dapper afternoon/night.
Sebastian: It would be eccentric of me to not include a purpose for my texting flurry, so: everything going well since the party? I figure you must really have enjoyed the event, and I haven't heard much from you.
Sebastian: Anyways, what's up?

Text→ Klaine

Sebastian: It's Sebastian here! Now invading your phone's sanctuary of peace and modest silence with y boisterous and fabulous presence.
Sebastian: So, what's new, kiddo? Don't you dare open another textbook or I'll immolate them and force you to have fun by jumping around on furniture.

Hunter: Hey, is everything all right? I saw some verbal fighting and it doesn't look so pretty. Hope everything is okay with you.

Blaine: I just realized I still only have one bed. Is that okay for the night? I promise I can try and find a spare one for you to stay on afterwards and I won’t like give you cooties or anything.
Kurt: Like I said- I’m fine with some Blaine cuddles. If I do end up switching rooms, I can bring my bed from Bas’ dorm… So I could always just lay on pillows and blankets for the time being?
Blaine: Okay. If you feel comfortable, then you can just stay in my bed.
Kurt: If you're sure. I didn't want to get into your space or anything like that..

Hunter: Although I posted the details of the concert, I figured that I should notify you anyways, Blaine. March 9th, this Saturday, is the Dalton Benefit Concert. No worries if you can't make it, but it would be nice to see you.

Text: I would never. I’m on my way right now, actually. By the way you’re sister is being complicated -.-

Sebastian: What's up, dorks? Still fumbling over the ridiculously easy work load that Dalton considers strenuous?
Sebastian: Anyways, save the date: Saturday. If you don't know, I'm one of Dalton's top and fabulous partiers and this Saturday, Hunt and I throwing a celebration in the Warblers Choir Room—reasons will be told at the commemoration—for you all to attend. Hence, this means that I'm expecting you to attend, which means you should be attending. Unless, you know, you want to miss the biggest social event of the year. Just to make it more exclusive, it's Warblers only (bar a few people) who are invited, so you ass-hats should feel extremely graced to know that I'm throwing a party for the cool, elitist kids.
Sebastian: Text/call/berate me with your idiotic questions, if this wasn't straightforward enough. Toodles.