Every decision you make has a consequence, every. single. decision. I remember last year I found a bong in my step-sister's underwear drawer. I told on her. The decision I made was because, on a subconscious level, I knew she'd get grounded for a very long time. I like that. I like the idea of Blair around whenever I want to talk to her. I like her. I enjoy her company. She's getting older, she wants to have boyfriends,, the more she hangs out with boys, the less interest she has in talking to me.