#skyssplits

He's usually pretty early into the choir room, because it's a hell of a lot safer than being out in the hall. McKinley High is like a minefield - one wrong step and things could go horribly sideways. It's a cliché - overly judgemental high school with a rigid hierarchy and designated losers - but it's the cliché they all live in. And now that Kurt finally has some sort of safe space, he'd rather stick with it as much as possible. Plus, the Glee club is basically a family to him. So of course he's here a little early, stood on a chair so he can peer out one of the high windows. It's a slightly vulnerable position to be in, one where he's looking outside rather than watching the door, but maybe it just speaks to the safety of the room. It's the one place he doesn't have to stand guard.

It's odd, because there's so many Glee regulars who he never would've felt comfortable around a few months ago. But now he doesn't care. Most of the kids who tossed Kurt into dumpsters wouldn't dare cross the picket-line into their choir room, and the others... well, they're in the club, working towards the same goals. And it's the same for the cheerleaders, those at the top of the food chain who'd actually stayed out of his way most of the time. Well, some former cheerleaders...

He's heard that one a lot recently. And he's not sure what that's supposed to say about where his life's at. Because he's been going through a lot, to a point where it's become obvious and unbearable. But she's right that he's not alone. Because he knows what loneliness feels like. And before last year, he wouldn't've heard something like that from as many people. Especially from Quinn.

" I know, " He says, pressing out a smile of sorts. " I should know that by now, considering it's such a common sentiment, "

He can't help but bite a little. It's been his common response so often, just not to people trying to help or make him feel better. There's no real malice in how he addresses Quinn, but his walls are still up. It's been a rough week for him, what with being caught in the middle of the New Directions' great religious debate, and now trying to look after his dad.

@skyssplits asked: "Why are you even here?"

 ❛    uhh....   ❜  there was a momentary pause as Finn glanced around, fingers grasping the neck of a wine bottle as he ғᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ with his words  ❛    I was told you were having a party thing and that I should come along.    ❜  his free hand sᴄʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇᴅ in his pocket to grab his phone - ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ᴍɪsᴄᴏɴsᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇxᴛs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs? The embarrassment B R E W E D in the pit of his stomach as lanky fingers worked to unlock the phone grasped in his hand and locate the inviting text message.

I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE

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