“Talking? Hmph. I’d say they looked a lot closer, last I saw them, than just for talking. But whatever fantasies Blaine wants to fill his head with to make him happier…” He grinned, somewhat remorsefully, and ran his fingers through his hair. “Gimme a sec.” He sauntered over to the barista, holding up two fingers and then leaning against the counter, crossing his arms. “Give mine an extra drip of mocha, babe. Thanks.” He winked, tossed the change in the tip jar, and walked back over to the table. In a ridiculous gesture, he waved his arms in front of him and displayed the coffee to Bailee. “For you.” He gave a cocky smile and slid back into his seat. “So, you and Anderson getting cozy?”
“Thank you.” She said smiling, she sat her book down and popped the lid off the coffee so that it would cool. “Getting cozy? If you mean that by the fact that I’ve been talking to him a lot lately then yes.” She stirred her coffee putting in some sugar that was sitting on the table. “But it could also be the fact that we’re actually really good friends and that we’re neighbors.” She put the lid back on and took a long sip, the hot liquid burning the back of her throat, but it wasn’t an unwelcomed feeling. She smiled as she put the cup back down.
"Mmhm, sure. The baristas here know me pretty well." He gave a silent chuckle and looked back up at her. "Ohhh, good friends? So, he hasn’t mentioned how much Kurt likes this blondie at the record store? Unfortunate." Sebastian scrolled through his phone, checking the time, and then clicked the monitor off.