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Kurt skirts around a table of chattering cheerleaders to make his way to where Rachel is sitting alone, sipping her coffee and pursing her lips impatiently.
“Sorry,” Kurt says with a labored sigh, gesturing around the packed cafe. “We’re busy.”
Rachel hums and takes another sip of her latte, legs crossed and one eyebrow cocked. “So are you ready to leave?” she says, setting down her drink and smoothing her jacket primly. “We’re going to miss the movie if we don’t leave soon.”
“Yeah, just…” Kurt sighs at the sound of his boss calling for him to refill the cups while a baby starts crying on the other side of the room. He still hasn’t quite gotten used to the rush of the weekend crowd and he’s starting to feel flustered when Rachel suddenly grabs his wrist, staring past him through wide eyes.
“Kurt,” she hisses, squeezing his wrist almost painfully tight as she looks back up at him. “That guy over there is staring at you.”
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