[Voice post - accidentally posted from Kurt's phone.]

[notasinglelady]

 [You can hear music. Not the sort of music Kurt usually listens to, but obnoxious, loud rock. Very, very, LOUD. After a few seconds an irritated sight can be heard and that definitely sounds like Kurt. Then there's footsteps, and someone knocking on a door.]

Finn, the whole house is shaking. Turn down your music. Finn? Hey, FINN!. Agh... [Another

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[formercheerio]

I'm not sure who I should feel more sorry for.

[pinball_baby]

Me, obviously.

[formercheerio]

You don't seem all that traumatised.

[pinball_baby]

Believe me, I am.

[formercheerio]

Next time I wouldn't have the music quite as loud... and maybe you should lock the door.

[pinball_baby]

Man, I would have if I had one. I didn't think people would just walk in like that! And the music was loud to cover up...uh. Other stuff.

[formercheerio]

Why not just get Kurt's dad to buy you one?

[pinball_baby]

Because mom doesn't want me having one.

[formercheerio]

Then hope that he can make her see why you need one.

[pinball_baby]

I dunno, trying to explain why without really explaining sounds like it would be awkward as hell.

[formercheerio]

I'm sure he'd be better at it than that. [ He is an adult and probably went through it before ]

[pinball_baby]

I don't exactly want to talk to him about it either.

[formercheerio]

You either get a lock or risk people walking in on you.

[pinball_baby]

Or I could put a chair in front of the door. That way, no one'll just walk in and I don't have to embarrass myself by talking to mom or Burt about why I want a lock on my door.

[formercheerio]

[ That is a dumb smart idea ] Fine.

♥♥♥

[notasinglelady]

Me, obviously.

He was having fun at least.