A/N: Instead of studying for exams like I should be, I wrote my first semi- fluff Chair piece. It's all dialogue (my first ever.) I'm not good at the whole witty banter thing that Chuck and Blair have going for them, but I did try. And I know that some of the things they say might not be very clear, especially what happens at the end, but this is my first so... sorry. One- shot.

Gossip Girl does not belong to me because if it did Chuck and Blair would get over themselves and just say that they love each other.

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-- "Unforgivable."

-- "Blair, I said I was--"

-- "Unforgivable."

-- "Why do you care, anyway?"

-- "...because... she's my friend, that's why."

-- "Just because you smile sweetly at her in the same living conditions, doesn't make you actual friends. Your exploits at Constance should at least have taught you that."

-- "That's your excuse? You don't think its a big deal because you're opinionated that we're not actually friends?"

-- "That's the idea. I don't really understand why I owe you an apology. And why are you making it your business to be so invested in my private life, anyway?"

-- "Trust me, Bass, its not that private. And you made it my business when you started tearing through my friends like paper."

-- "Still, the actual boyfriend with the best friend must have been worse. You seemed to have forgotten and forgiven that particular incident. Need I remind you of the Shepard Wedding?"

-- "That was different."

-- "Why?"

-- "Because. That was a long time ago. And I don't lo..."

-- "You don't... love him anymore?"

-- "Ugh! I hate you!"

-- "Actually, it sounds like you do a lot more than hate me."

-- "You're heinous."

-- "Agreed. And for the record, it was never my intention to sleep with your roommate to be overly malicious."

-- "For once."

-- "You think so little of me."

-- "You give me no choice."

-- "You don't need one, as I recall. You chose the backseat of the limo every time, for instance."

-- "You nauseate me."

-- "Then why are you smiling?"

-- "..."

-- "..."

-- "Stop looking at me like that."

-- "Stop being so appealing to look at."

-- "What are you doing, Bass?"

-- "I thought I was coming on to you. You seemed to be responding well enought."

-- "I can see what you're doing... not to mention feel it..."

-- "Really? Because for a second it seemed that you completely forgot how this works."

-- "Don't worry. There are things about you that will be engraned in my brain forever."

-- "Thank you."

-- "Not a complement."

-- "It is coming from you. Speaking of coming..."

-- "Don't try to flatter me."

-- "Is it working?"

-- "... You're going to have to not do that."

-- "I wasn't aware I was doing anything."

-- "You know exactly what you're doing."

-- "..."

-- "..."

-- "...ow."

-- "That's the price you pay for seducing me in such a cramped space."

-- "So it is working."

-- "I'm not having sex with you on top of the bar."

-- "Why not? I own the place. And you dno't have to worry about anyone walking in, its closed."

-- "I told you, its cramped, and cold... Oh yeah, not to mention probably the least classy thing I've heard of in my life."

-- "That's what the conveniently placed stage is there for. You know, the one you've had so much fun dancing on. And I wasn't aware that class was a value high on your list. Does that mean you don't think my limo is classy?"

-- "... I never said it wasn't..."

-- "..."

-- "..."

-- "Okay."

-- "Okay."