"Kurt! Don't laugh at me!"

"I'm not laughing, I promise."

"I can hear you!"

"Blaine, honey, please stop panicking, it's making you hallucinate."

"OK, get your laptop and get on Skype so I can see you NOT laughing."

"Blaine…"

"Kurt!"

"Blaine, honey…"

"You ARE laughing!"

"OK, I'm turning my laptop on."

"I knew it. You're laughing. I'm having a crisis and you're laughing at me."

"Well, now I am. What did you do to your hair?"

"Oh."

"Honey?"

"Yeah?"

"You'll do fine on the test."

"But I can't remember ANYTHING!"

"You'll be fine when you start. You'll ace it and you'll not flunk the class and next year we'll both be here and you won't be in Lima anymore."

"Kurt?"

"Yeah?"

"I miss you."

"I miss you too. And I love you. Now can you stop freaking out and please go fix the hair before you scare someone?"

"…"

"Look, honey, I think you're adorable, but I also love you and saw your hair worse."

"…"

"Yes, exactly then."

"Way to distract me, Hummel."

"Did it work?"

"Yes."

"Love you. We'll talk tomorrow. After you got your A+."

"Yeah. Love you too. And Kurt?

"Yes?"

"Thank you."