Rih is really out here having scandalous sexy time with gorgeous billionaires and I’m here eating my bacon egg and cheese sandwich rooting for her and living vicariously through her. LIVE YOUR LIFE RIH!
Blaine woke the next morning with a serious case of dry-mouth and little recollection of what had happened the night before. He remembered playing the gig, and that it went well. He remembered applause and a decent sized crowd. Despite that, he knew he still didn’t want to join the band full time, no matter how many times Sam asked. (Okay good he remembered Sam asking again last night.) He remembered drinking a lot (too much), and his friends putting him into an Uber. He didn’t get sick in the car (but wasn’t so lucky once he got home).