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[needthepractice]

There's a select group of people scattered throughout the Compound today, any of which someone might happen to run into, but only if they know where to look.

In the IPD Office, there's a tall woman with long brown hair sitting behind one of the auxiliary desks and filling out some long-neglected paperwork. She's been putting off her patrol

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[highf]

"I feel like Broadway in of itself narrows the window a little, but even within that, admittedly there are some shows that are more to my taste than others. For instance, I mean, I love Rocky Horror for what it did, it was kind of revolutionary in its time, but it's. Not really me," Kurt explains with a tilt of his head, laughing lightly as he thinks about the time the glee club decided to put that on as a show, and the fact that Kurt had chosen to play someone at the very fringe of it all, the furthest from the overall theme of sex and scandal which seemed to be such an integral part of that show. "More me would be Chicago, or... Wicked, I love Wicked. Shows with pizzazz and that are about finding oneself in a more... motivational way, than necessarily something shadowed and sordid. I'm also just a sucker for the classics, romance and the brush of fingers, and-"

Kurt pauses, narrowing his eyes lightly at Wichita, realizing that he knows so little about what kind of knowledge base she has to pull from. Maybe with that, he'd be able to explain himself with more context. "Come to think of it, how familiar are you with Broadway? Because I know, like, some people here who just aren't at all."

[hastrustissues]

For a while, she chooses to just listen, quietly observing as she focuses on not just the words he's uttering but the way he chooses to utter them, that way he speaks almost bashfully about things like love and romance, and way back when she would've been totally avoiding of people like that, the kids too innocent for their own good, but now it's something of an endearing quality, and Wichita finds herself smiling slowly, nodding along with his explanation. More than that, though, she suddenly feels compelled to keep an eye out for him, especially on the off-chance his trusting face backfires on him.

"I remember the musicals the kids in high school used to put on. Wasn't really my scene, though," she replies, shrugging briefly. "School in general wasn't really for me back then, come to think of it."

[highf]

"Yeah, well. If you listened to my erstwhile principal, she'd say that the arts don't really count as school, anyway, in which case, I guess school wouldn't have been my thing, either," Kurt confesses with a light shrug, thinking back almost fondly to Sue Sylvester's time in office. Not because he thought that she was the best candidate for watching over McKinley High- maybe she had her own advantages over Higgins, but there were enough biases that she pushed in full that had Kurt unable to admit that she, in any way, deserved to be considered a good educator. But more because... when it came to certain things, when it came to the subjects that mattered, she had responded more on his behalf than any other parent, save his father, had. It was impossible not to be grateful for that. "Really, I was decent at my classes, I had good grades, but... glee was about it. I didn't have a passion for history, outside of the history of theater."

He purses his lips. "And my high school, before I transferred, wasn't exactly big on a comprehensive course list."