somethingspecial | 20 [Text] 12:30 AM.

I think you made a point -

They're certainly afraid of me.

[Seeing as they haven't come out to drag her back or anything. And from what Kurt tells her, she was a lot less... confident, her last stay in Adstringendum.

An outburst like that was probably not expected.]

I could take them.

[WITH THE UTMOST SERIOUSNESS. Sort of.]

[.....Laughs oh God -]

[INDIGNANT.]

What? -- look, just because I'm short doesn't mean I'm completely helpless, you know.

I played football.

You played - what?

Football.

[NO, SHE IS VERY PROUD OF THIS.]

That's - [what do you even say?]

It was very thrilling and exciting.

[She leans forward a little, to rest on her knees again.]

But I think I prefer the stage.

[Also, she's like. Pixie tiny, she would die if someone tackled her for real. 8|]

You know what - I think I prefer you on the stage myself -

You didn't see how brilliantly I played football.

[Okay, so she didn't play... very much at all.]

But I must admit, it was terrifying.

Of course it was, it's brutal and rather pointless -

It's not entirely pointless! It exhibits teamwork, competition, determination --

[Rachel waves a hand somewhat airily.]

I failed to see the real point until I had a three hundred pound gorilla glaring at me, but it really is quite enticing.

My place was at the half-time show, I must admit, but all the same.

[He gives her a fond look]

You never know with Rachel Berry -

Unpredictable at my best.

[She stretches out her legs with a sigh.]

That you are -

[She grins a little before tilting her head back to look at the sky with something of a sigh.]

I guess I should face the music.

[He sighs as well, mainly since, drama and all he liked having her here. But he smiles]

Head held high, Rachel.

Head held high.

[A quiet agreement, as she dusts off her hands to push herself up.]

[He lifts himself up too, brushing the dust off his pants as well and smiling]

Good night.

[It feels so oddly official that he has to grin]

I can bring you back to the clinic.

[With half a grin in return.]

That's very noble of you, but I prefer you'll go back.

I prefer you didn't go back to yourself.

I got here by myself - it'll be a longer way for you to go to the clinic and then back wouldn't it?

More time to plan my epic entrance.

[He sighs a bit, hiding a smile because it means he'll get a bit more time with her]

Alright. Come on - [extends an arm, come Rachel, save his ego, it's worse enough that you're walking him home]

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