Moonrise University ~ Temp Closed to new joiners

"Anything, B. What do you need?" Harrison asked her, cheeks reddened from her words as he returned the kiss with one of his own, his eyes dancing with care.

Blaine quickly purchased the liquor, surprised at how easy it was to talk the girl at the register to give him a little discount. Rosalina always got on his case about it, seeing as they were well off. But Blaine liked discounts. Saving any money was a good business move. He got back in his car and began driving back to the campus.

Harrison gave a goofy yet kind grin, leaning down to kiss her on the lips. Hey, the if the lady wanted a kiss, who was he to deny her that? He closed his eyes as he kissed her.

Blaine pulled back into his spot, locking up the new car before he carried the bag out. He took out his phone, texting Heather.
"I got the drinks. Care to share?" He texted.

Harrison brought his hand up to her cheek as his head tilted, kissing her more. He gave a smile.

Blaine looked at his phone before following her text to where she said she would be. He widened his eyes in relief, she was in the East Wind dorms as well, so getting in would not require extra trouble. He found the location and knocked on her door, opting to ignore the buzzing of his phone. If Rosalina or his father was calling, they could wait. He was not in a professional mood at the moment.

Harrison smiled as she leaned back, and he stammered.
"D-did that satisfy you my lady?" He chuckled.

Blaine held up the bag of drinks, speaking.
"Hey. Knees doing good? I got a bit of everything for you. Apologies if I'm beinf intrusive, Heather." He apologized lightly, handing her the bag so she could look through it and see what she wanted.

"There's red wine, white wine, the good beer, not the ones that taste like rocks, vodka, and some whiskey." He explained.

"Go get em, tigress." Harrison hummed with amusement, looking up at the tree he loved to climb. He stood to reach up towards it, clambering up to a low branch and sitting on it, putting on his own music as he kept his gaze on the campus and mostly on Bri below him.

Blaine gave a thankful grin.
"Gah, like no idea. It's been nothing but meeting this, business that. I love my major but god, it can drive me up the wall." He paused, asking her.

"You have any glasses or cups?"

Harrison pulled his earbuds down, looking apologetically at his girlfriend.
"Aw, sorry Bri. It's so hard not to..." He chuckled, but leaped back down from the tree, landing on lean legs as he patted off some bark and returned back to her side.
"How about to show me some Calculus so I'm ready to take it." He offered.

Blaine gave a nod of appreciation, pouring himself some of the Whiskey before lifting the cup to his lips. He sighed.
"So. What are you majoring in, miss Heather?"

Harrison looked thoughtful.
"Hmm. I suppose you're right. Physical Therapy and Athletic stuff is not as mathematical as most Majors...but hey, better to know anything than nothing. Besides, you're the best teacher I could have." He praised with a smirk.

Blaine paused his drinking, looking wide-eyed at her.
"Really! I can't believe this is the first time I've gotten to know you...Geez. Do you know Rosalina? My sister? She's far more social than I." He exclaimed.

"Errr. They sound farmiliar. Is that the one where you multipy the front number by the little number and subtract from that little number?" Harrison tried to explain, remembering his high school Calculus class slightly. Quincy was the math genius here, not him.

Blaine gave a knowing chuckle.
"It'll get both better and worse from here out. Depending on the circumstances...My family's rather business oriented. So my father was pretty delighted to know his kids both wanted to persue Business." He explained.
"Have you sat in with any Lawyers or observed a case or two? Or are you persuing a more Media related Business? I...suppose I should say Business and Law instead."

Harrison listened intently to her, finding Bri's teaching even to be lovely. She was so smart, it amazed him.

Blaine lifted a brow, letting the comment toss over him as he snorted.
"Touche. My. Quite a bold one." He complimented, before he shrugged.
"High society is full of corruption and expectation. It's rather entertaining as much as it can be disheartening...If you'd like to shadow anyone, I'm sure I can help you out." He offered.

"Yes. I think so." Harrison had quickly pulled out his own notebook from his bag, yanking out his own purple pen before he grinned brightly.
"Continue, my teacher!"

Blaine didn't know if he felt challenge or admiration in his chest at that, but he chuckled.
"Well, the offer's open if you ever change your mind. I can see why you'll excel in this major. You've got the independence and boldness to run a business like a steam train." He nodded his respect, before taking a sip of the whiskey, enjoying the burn of the alcohol.

Harrison listened, raising his hand.
"So, tell me again what the Derivative of Sin and Cosin are?"

Blaine lifted his eyebrow once more, giving a smirk.
"Honesty and complimenting are different things, miss Heather. I prefer honesty. But I'll stop if you desire me to." He relented. He poured himself another drink, turning back to her.

"Yep. Now I got it! I'm a fast learner when I really try." Harrison joked, before smiling brightly.
"You're a lifesaver, B."

Blaine looked apologetic.
"Apologies. It's instinctive..." He took a longer sip of the drink, inwardly wondering if he was getting himself too invested. She was 4 years younger than him. Then again, it wasn't too crazy of a gap, and it wasn't like he wanted to make out with her. He merely wanted a distraction from his scedule. And it was going well so far.

"You got a room mate? Or single occupancy?"

Harrison took her hand in his, holding it as he smiled.
"No problemo, Bri. Say, do you think there'll be any parties soon?"

Blaine tipped his head.
"Hm. I see. Who's your roommate? I may know them or something." He half-joked.

Harrison nudged her.
"Not that kinda party, B. I mean one of the nice ones with actual conversation and mature stuff. I can't stand how crowded the big parties get. But...hm. Know what? Maybe a dinner would be better. Just you and me."

Blaine looked thoughtful for a minute before he hummed.
"I think Rosalina mentioned her before. Said she was nice. I haven't met her, I don't think." He blushed faintly.
"I am...not the best people person..." He sighed, taking a longer sip.