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track 04: come see about me (written)

[So, Harry's last broadcast really shook Kurt. But it shook him right out of his shell, and he's finally ready to talk to Paradisa.]

I haven't been as social here as I should be. I didn't want to be, because that felt like giving in.

But I'm here, for now. And I have to deal with it.

My name is Kurt Hummel. I'm a 19 year old intern for vogue.com. I was a member of my high school glee club. It was the best time of my life, and in my senior year we won Nationals. I was also the first openly gay student at my high school in Lima, Ohio. I love scarves and cars and hospital dramas. Or any kind of drama, really. My best friends are girls named Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones, even if I don't talk to Mercedes as much as I used to. I used to hate both of them. I live in New York with Rachel right now. I'm not in college, currently. Patti Lupone is my idol. My father is my hero.

Fashion and music are my life.

I'm not sure what else to say, but if anyone wants to talk, I'd like that.

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Ah. [ Insert long awkward silence. They burn people on the stakes for it in her time welp. ]

And, you call such people gay. Why is that?

...Yes.

I think... It has to do with stereotypes. I'm not really sure.

That you are happier than most?

That's we're silly, I think.

Do you think you are?

Oh, I know I'm not.

But are you happy?

I am, yes.

Then I shall call you gay unless you object.

That's fine. My name is Kurt, though, if you wanted that.

[ She laughs. ] A pleasure, Kurt Hummel. My name is Lucrezia Borgia.

Likewise, Lucrezia.

I should like to say fashion and music are my life, too.

Really? I think we'll get along, then.

Yet both are much changed over time.

Very true, but all the more reason for us to get along. Variety is good.

Perhaps you could show me how you dress, first. [ Because she heard modern music once and it broke her eardrums. ]

Oh... Well...

I can't, really. My loss means I can only wear one sort of outfit.

Oh, pity.

It really is.

What happens when you try?

I can't get anything off unless I'm changing into another of the same outfit.

And if you wear, say, a coat over this outfit?

I could! But I wouldn't be able to button it up.

[ She chuckles. ]

Then I will hold it up for you.

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