"And now he's in my apartment, sleeping in my guest room." Kurt passed Stacy a five, paying for his coffee.

"Wow. That's crazy, Kurt." Stacy moved over to the espresso machine. "Any idea how long you'll have to take care of him?"

"The Doctor said anywhere from one month to two years. It depends on how fast his body can recover, and how good he is at resisting the drugs."

"Wow." Stacy put the lid on the coffee, and passed it over to Kurt.

"Yeah." Kurt took a sip. "Mmm."

"So, has he done anything yet? Anything weird?"

"No, not yet. He was still asleep when I left. I left him a note with directions to the kitchen, and how to get the Blu-Ray player working. I should go, I have a lot of work to get done and the faster I do it the faster I get back to the apartment." Kurt waved goodbye to Stacy, walking out.


Blaine woke up at 11 am, and at first he didn't know where he was. It wasn't until he saw Kurt's note did he remember. He made himself some toast for breakfast, then popped "Little Shop of Horrors" into the Blu-Ray player.


"Robin, schedule an appointment with Mariana for 3pm on Thursday." Kurt dropped a stack of designs on his assistant's desk. "Sort through these, stack them by season."

"Yes, Mr. Hummel." The girl began leafing through the stack, dialing the phone at the same time.


Blaine made grilled cheese for lunch, and went back to watching his 4th musical of the day, Sweeney Todd. He was right at the Pirelli scene, when he heard a knock at the door.

"Kurt? Kurt, babe, it's Gary. Where are you?"

Blaine turned, seeing a muscular bald man walk into the room.

"Who the hell are you?"

A/N: Gary... You'll either love him or hate him later... As always, I own nothing. Read and review please.