Getting Out of Lima [14/15]patchfireJune 15 2012, 11:59:57 UTC
Seven weeks of a face character is better than most starting offers, and it isn't long before Kurt makes the leap to one of the stage shows, just as their classes at the closest community college start. Puck starts out on the pool crew but then one night, just as he finishes cleaning the pools at the Polynesian, he gets pressed into service in the Spirit of Aloha show. Two days later, Puck's left the pool crew and is on the cast of the show.
They still don't tell anyone where they are. Their cell phone numbers are the same, and they're careful not to answer the phone where someone could overhear a clue. It's not a hardship to skip posting pictures to Facebook. They agree to come visit in Lima for a few days, the week after New Year's, and even if the rest of the Plan doesn't come to fruition, Kurt can honestly say he's happy, far happier than he could have been if he'd stayed.
Kurt, standing behind the liquor store (sadly without any liquor), finished one smoke and dug around in his jacket pocket for another. Finally braking the silence of almost ten minutes, Quinn raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Noah Puckerman?"
"What?" Kurt scoffed, scratching the back of his leg with the opposite boot.
"He's a jock," she said scornfully and Kurt wondered if she really was as happy about being kicked off the Cheerios during freshman year as she always said she was.
"He plays football," Kurt agreed, "but he's actually pretty cool."
Quinn scoffed. "Of course you'd say that. You're sleeping with him, after all."
Kurt didn't want to correct Quinn and tell her that he'd fooled around with Puck a few times but they hadn't slept together yet. She'd just call him a naive child or something. He was just waiting for it to feel right - and to have some time alone with Puck somewhere other than under the bleachers or in the back of his car.
"What's your fucking problem with him, Q?" Shaking her head,
( ... )
30 Little Moments - #15 Proposalsunshine_flyingJune 15 2012, 14:56:16 UTC
Things started to get easier for Puck and Kurt. They had enough money to go home for Christmas, and they were both happy to be with their families. When they returned, a seed had been planted in Puck's head thanks to an offhanded comment from Finn, and now Puck was glad he'd been saving up again
( ... )
Puck was looking forward to the end of his shift. It had already been a hard day, two car accidents, one fire, and one heart attack, and they’d lost all but one patient on the way to the hospital. His partner Mercedes had taken over the driving duties after he’d had a five minute long cursing rampage over being unable to resuscitate their last patient at the scene. He would have kept trying all day if the doctor at the hospital hadn’t called time of death
( ... )
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They still don't tell anyone where they are. Their cell phone numbers are the same, and they're careful not to answer the phone where someone could overhear a clue. It's not a hardship to skip posting pictures to Facebook. They agree to come visit in Lima for a few days, the week after New Year's, and even if the rest of the Plan doesn't come to fruition, Kurt can honestly say he's happy, far happier than he could have been if he'd stayed.
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Just thought you should ne kept informed. ;)
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Kurt, standing behind the liquor store (sadly without any liquor), finished one smoke and dug around in his jacket pocket for another. Finally braking the silence of almost ten minutes, Quinn raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Noah Puckerman?"
"What?" Kurt scoffed, scratching the back of his leg with the opposite boot.
"He's a jock," she said scornfully and Kurt wondered if she really was as happy about being kicked off the Cheerios during freshman year as she always said she was.
"He plays football," Kurt agreed, "but he's actually pretty cool."
Quinn scoffed. "Of course you'd say that. You're sleeping with him, after all."
Kurt didn't want to correct Quinn and tell her that he'd fooled around with Puck a few times but they hadn't slept together yet. She'd just call him a naive child or something. He was just waiting for it to feel right - and to have some time alone with Puck somewhere other than under the bleachers or in the back of his car.
"What's your fucking problem with him, Q?"
Shaking her head, ( ... )
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:D :D :D :D :D
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“Two weeks, actually. Starting on Monday. Why?”
“You don’t have plans?”
“Not yet. Finn was talking about maybe going back to Lima to see Dad and Carole, but I don’t think I want to do that.”
“You hiding from the hobbit?”
“No, there’s just not anything for me there, other than Dad and Carole. I’ll see them when they come up for the holidays.”
“You wanna go with me to Paris?”
“Ha. You’re so funny.”
“I have a job there for next week.”
“Seriously?”
“I’m serious.”
“Yes!”
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