Nick was quiet for a moment once the art supplies were collected again and set beside him on the sand. He chewed softly in thought on the inner corner of his lip, a habit he always had being a deep thinker. He had come from quite a confusing time in his life, that very much involved Jeff. There had been a lot of confusion in Nick's life at that time. What ultimately brought him to the island was the guilt he couldn't shake over the Warblers betraying Blaine with that slushie that nearly blinded him. Nick hadn't found the balls to stand up to Sebastian, though he wished he had, and he soon found himself standing on the hot sand about three days after the new broke that Blaine needed a corneal replacement because the injury had been that bad, and the Warblers, plus Nick had just... walked away from him.
But even before that, Nick had a shake up. There had been a Warbler party and everyone had gotten pretty trashed, Nick and Jeff included. It was one of those cases where your inhibitions were let down, and he ended up getting so drunk, he and Jeff had kissed each other... and then inevitable slept together. Neither of them had even had an iota of suspicion they could be anything but straight, and Nick actually barely remembered the party. But he remembered patches of that, very distinctly actually. He just never had the time to bring the subject up with Jeff before the whole slushie thing was happening and then suddenly, Nick was here on the island and had never managed to find his way home.
Now Jeff was here, and Nick had no idea what that was supposed to mean. "No one ever really knew. People have come from that time and beyond, they know. The murderers got thrown in prison without parole, something like that. Kurt's been waiting for Blaine to come ever since he arrived. Two years gone now, and I think he's starting to give up hope. He's not quite the same Kurt he ever was, there's something missing. I don't think that will change until Blaine gets here... if he ever does. He didn't make it back home, so he might not." He paused and glanced at Jeff, clearing his throat with a small nod. "Um, yeah, see... it's not really that I missed anything. It might seem like that to you guys, but really, you can't miss something you never actually lived, so..."
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But even before that, Nick had a shake up. There had been a Warbler party and everyone had gotten pretty trashed, Nick and Jeff included. It was one of those cases where your inhibitions were let down, and he ended up getting so drunk, he and Jeff had kissed each other... and then inevitable slept together. Neither of them had even had an iota of suspicion they could be anything but straight, and Nick actually barely remembered the party. But he remembered patches of that, very distinctly actually. He just never had the time to bring the subject up with Jeff before the whole slushie thing was happening and then suddenly, Nick was here on the island and had never managed to find his way home.
Now Jeff was here, and Nick had no idea what that was supposed to mean. "No one ever really knew. People have come from that time and beyond, they know. The murderers got thrown in prison without parole, something like that. Kurt's been waiting for Blaine to come ever since he arrived. Two years gone now, and I think he's starting to give up hope. He's not quite the same Kurt he ever was, there's something missing. I don't think that will change until Blaine gets here... if he ever does. He didn't make it back home, so he might not." He paused and glanced at Jeff, clearing his throat with a small nod. "Um, yeah, see... it's not really that I missed anything. It might seem like that to you guys, but really, you can't miss something you never actually lived, so..."