Blaine dismisses the idea of a fight club the first time it comes up in a conversation. And the second, the third and fourth time. But by the 10th time someone brings it up during the same week, Blaine realizes that nobody is joking about it anymore.

He picks up Palahniuck’s book and gives the movie a rewatch. Blaine’s been boxing for about a year, he picked it up as a way to to make himself feel safer after everything. He’s light on his feet- you know butterflies, bees, that whole drill.

The other guys saw him boxing and that’s where this fight club idea came from. He’s not sure he’s good enough to teach anyone anything. He’s also not sure he could ever really fight anyone. Fighting is dirty. And fight club is blood and guts and not anything that Blaine is prepared to deal with. Too many years being the victim to that kind of violence.

On the other hand, maybe there’s a different Blaine buried deep inside. A warrior, an aggressor, that needs to come out of him. Maybe there’s a Blaine that isn’t crying or hurt or heartbroken by the world, but rather an angry Blaine.

Or maybe not. Although it might be time to find out.