Kurt Hummel

“It’s nice to meet you Kurt, I think I have photographed some of your designs, I don’t know when I did but I’m glad I got the chance” She nods “My name’s Marley Rose”

Cringing, Kurt replied "Honestly, a lot of the last few years of my life were a blur of being busy, so I wouldn't actually remember if I was there and you did photograph them. I'm sorry. But it's nice to meet you now."

You would come back to tempt me after I’ve officially started the monogamous life. 

Oh! I didn’t realise. Congratulations. May I ask who?

She heard his voice and runs to him and hugs him “Brother your here I’m so happy”

Madison! It’s so good to see you! How are you doing, little sister?

One out of two isn’t bad.

Now that is a shame– I’ll have to make up for it by passing your radar as often as possible now that I’ve got the opportunity. 

It’s definitely not. I could be convinced to let you.

Hey there, handsome. You are looking extra spicy fine tonight. How can I help you?

You could stop flirting, for one. Please? I’m... really not into women.

Blaine: Ugh... gelmet.... what an unfortunate reminder. This is Blaine. And I used to use an inappropriate amount of gel in my hair because of my curls. Before I embraced them.

Blaine: Who is this?

Kurt: Oh! It's Kurt.

Kurt: Sorry, I just got so into asking people who they were I didn't think threw the fact they wouldn't know who this is either.

Kurt: An inappropriate level of gel? Too much for what you wanted or more aiming for 1950s dapper?

Kurt: And the curls look pretty good on you, so it's probably an improvement - although I'd need to see for myself to know for sure.

You’re welcome.  Are you going to continue to design here…. just curious.  

Some of it was pop contemporary, some a little more folksy.  Oh, that is the place to go for musical theatre; but I wanted to focus on just music so I ended up at Tisch.    

Yes, I am! Or at least, I hope so. There’s a design room in the attic of my house, and it’s got access to almost any fabric I can get. A lot of taffeta, though, which seems to be worse to sew here than it was in life.

I don’t know how much requirement there is for it in a place where you can just ask for a whole collection of assorted designer clothes from Emma, but I made my own clothes in high school and haven’t stopped since.

Reg: Well that's...Somethin'. I'm guessing that was Emma. I've heard she's in a weirdash...Mood? I think it's some kind of glitch. Didn't think we'd have to deal with those in paradise, but here we are. I'm Reginald Berry, but you can call me Reg.

Kurt: Yes... I've seen. She's rather forwards.

Kurt: I'm not sure how we get a glitch in paradise either.

I found myself with a closet full of I’d say decent clothes when I arrived.  Although to be honest, I would have been just as likely to wear my uniform to a wedding though probably.  I only remember attending two and both I was a groomsman and the groom was also in the military and we all were in uniform.  Do you think I’d need a suit here?  I have two sports coats, dress shirts, an some well tailored pants.  

That’s a reasonable excuse, but I still maintain a good suit is a requirement. And a sports coat definitely doesn’t count as good as a suit jacket, although it’s an option for semi-formal wear.

Right?? I think it’s the most fun way to get rid of hiccups. I’m so here for it, and I really, really hope it actually works and I’m not being fed bullshirt cause that would upset me deeply. Well, not really, but I would be pretty bummed to find out it was big fat lie.

That’s what I’ve been told but hey, loads of people have engaged in the topic so that defo says a lot about us all. Cool, nice to meet ya Kurt Hummel. I’m Benji.

I would be too - one of us will have to try it and see, if we can even get hiccups up here.

She looks at him “oh wow it’s you I love your designs they are amazing”

Kurt blinks a few times at being recognised up here - it wasn’t unheard of in life, but it was definitely rare. “Thank you. That’s very sweet of you. I don’t know your name yet?” Kurt holds his hand out, hoping to shake the lady’s hand.