“How did you get lost? You live here,” Blaine chuckled, though slightly frantic, as they continued roaming the city streets.
“Okay, first of all, this is a big city. You can’t expect me to know every single street,” Kurt said defensively. “And when they say the city is a grid and it’s almost impossible to get lost, they lie.”
“Mr. Shue is going to kill me if I don’t get back soon,” Blaine groaned, pulling out his phone from his pocket. “I’m just going to get directions.”
Kurt playfully grabbed the phone out of Blaine’s hand and held it above his head.