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"Do you wanna go out?" Kurt asked raising his head to look me in the eyes, "I never take you out. And that's not fair." I kissed him, "Yes I do wanna go out." I said eagerly. "Where do you wanna go?" He said playing in my hair. "Let's go see a movie." I suggested. "Molly, let's be real, it's 1993. What movies are playing that we'll give a snowball's chance in hell?" He asked with crass expression. I thought about it for a second, "None." I finally replied. He gave me a crass smirk, "Exactly." He said pulling out. "Before we do anything we should get cleaned up." He pulled his pajama pants on and climbed out of the bed, "I'll be there in a minute. You go on." I said putting his flannel shirt on. He left the room. I got out of the bed and walked over to the closet to find something to wear. My wardrobe was mostly grunge wear a habbit I picked up from Kurt. I spotted one of Kurts Converse sneaker boxes on the floor under his leather jacket and picked it up. "RAINY DAY STASH" It read in Kurt's scrawl. I opened it