Resume updated: Tony Award Nominee Rachel Berry, best performance by a featured actress in a musical. I'm going to throw up.

Who: rockstarwarbler and jewhawk
What: A house to call home?
Where: HERE at Scarsdale, Westchester
When: Monday afternoon
Rating: Probably not very innocent

They had pulled up in front of the Tudor-style house a good fifteen minutes ago but Blaine hadn't plucked up the courage yet to go into it. The estate agent was wonderful, assuring him he could take all the time he needed because he was the last viewing for the day. Obviously, she would still get paid by the hour no matter how long he took. Blaine sat in the passenger's seat of the car parked in the drive, just staring at the beautiful house in front of them that Kurt had fallen in love with. His line of sight only broke so he could glance vulnerably at Puck in the driver's seat beside him before he was back to just staring at the house.

After their brief chat on Facebook followed by a talk at the hospital about this whole moving business, Blaine knew he had no choice but to come see the house, and he promised Kurt he would. As it was, Kurt was so ill after this latest round of chemo that when the doctors offered him sleeping pills, he took them without protest. He was back in the City sedated so he could sleep through the pain, and here Blaine was with Puck viewing the house Kurt had fallen in love with from one picture.

Blaine tried to fight back the urge to cry because it was daunting and he wrung his hands in his lap near where he still had his seatbelt buckled. "He said he's so tired, he just wants peace. Somewhere he can sit outside in the fresh air or open a window and hear birds."

Who: rockstarwarbler and jewhawk
What: A house to call home?
Where: HERE at Scarsdale, Westchester
When: Monday afternoon
Rating: Probably not very innocent

They had pulled up in front of the Tudor-style house a good fifteen minutes ago but Blaine hadn't plucked up the courage yet to go into it. The estate agent was wonderful, assuring him he could take all the time he needed because he was the last viewing for the day. Obviously, she would still get paid by the hour no matter how long he took. Blaine sat in the passenger's seat of the car parked in the drive, just staring at the beautiful house in front of them that Kurt had fallen in love with. His line of sight only broke so he could glance vulnerably at Puck in the driver's seat beside him before he was back to just staring at the house.

After their brief chat on Facebook followed by a talk at the hospital about this whole moving business, Blaine knew he had no choice but to come see the house, and he promised Kurt he would. As it was, Kurt was so ill after this latest round of chemo that when the doctors offered him sleeping pills, he took them without protest. He was back in the City sedated so he could sleep through the pain, and here Blaine was with Puck viewing the house Kurt had fallen in love with from one picture.

Blaine tried to fight back the urge to cry because it was daunting and he wrung his hands in his lap near where he still had his seatbelt buckled. "He said he's so tired, he just wants peace. Somewhere he can sit outside in the fresh air or open a window and hear birds."

How's Kurt doing?