For Blaine: Dalton bros

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David has only been at Dalton for a few weeks now, but already he has heard about the Warblers. So when he hears acapella strains wafting down the hall, his curiosity gets the better of him, and he follows them.

He stays in the doorway, leaning against the frame a little, to watch the group as they sing.

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He shrugged. "The British school system is...somewhat differently structured."

Shaking his head, he added, "How is it coming back?" He didn't want to make this all about him.

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"Good," Blaine said with a smile. "I really needed this place to put some perspective back into my life." Then, after a moment, "Did you want to get a coffee or something? You could tell me about the British school system without having to stand around the Warbler's practice room."

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David laughed quietly. "If you really want to hear about it? I'd imagine that's rather boring."

And then, before he could talk himself out of it, he added, "But I suppose I could do coffee."

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"I do," Blaine said sincerely as he lead the way to the cafe. "Or at least tell me about yourself."

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"That may be even more boring," David quipped dryly, content to follow Blaine. He didn't know the area terribly well just yet.

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"You're from England, aren't you?" Blaine asked curiously.

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"I am," David agreed with a smile. "I forget sometimes that's inherently interesting."

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"Well, it is a foreign country to us," Blaine pointed out. "At least you get an attractive accent."

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"I quite like your accent," David admitted, blushing a bit as he did.

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Blaine grinned at that. "Do you? I never considered that before..."

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He shrugged, looking away a little sheepishly. "Anything unfamiliar is exotic, I suppose."

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"Is that what you think of America?"

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"A bit, I suppose," he answered thoughtfully. "I have always wanted to travel. This is the furthest from home I've been."

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"Where is home? I mean, what part of then country."

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"Sheffield? It's where I grew up, anyway. I was teaching in Bristol before I came here."

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"I have no idea where Sheffield is," he admits honestly, but the clueless look on his face is pretty cute. "Though I've heard of Bristol."

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He smiled at that expression, holding the door for Blaine when they reached the coffee shop. "It's in the north. You aren't missing out on much."

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Blaine chuckled a bit at that. "Is being the north bad?"

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"No, but it gives you a slight frame of reference, assuming you at least know the shape of the country."

He was teasing a little.

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"Vaguely," Blaine joked. "I did transfer to a public school my senior year so we can't vouch for my education."

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"Just remember Scotland's at the top," David joked in return as they approached the counter.

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"And Ireland in there somewhere," Blaine supplied in a joking tone.

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"Don't say that to an Irishman," David answered, laughing and turning to order.

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Blaine grinned, enjoying David's laughter. "I'll keep that in mind."

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"You grew up in Ohio, though?"

It doesn't seem quite as exotic to him as it used to, but it's still a very different world.