Blaine allowed a small smile at the joke about Jeff and Nick.
"It was miserable. Sorry if I stink by the way." Blaine inclined his head and snipped at his shoulder, making a face. He slumped a little further, glancing up as the server stopped by to give them some ice water. Blaine ordered a strawberry milk shake with extra whipped cream on top, but told her he didn't want any food.
Which was honestly odd for him.
"I hate feeling like this," Blaine said quietly, pulling out a napkin to start tearing at it. "You know that. I made a pact with myself back when I first came to Dalton that I'd never be one of those guys walking around with a chip on his shoulder because the world is so damn unfair. Well, here I am, feeling like I have a chip on my shoulder the size of Texas."