Sunday evening when they arrived back in Lima, Sharon dropped Janine of at home and they headed to the Hummel's for a late dinner. Finn was at Puck's, so it was just the six of them. While the adults cleaned up and Kurt put their clothes from the trip in the washer and started it, Chandler set up his computer to show the parents a CD of their favorite photos that they put together on the flight back.
The parents sat close together in an L-shape at the head and side of the table. Kurt and Chandler stood behind them and told them about the pictures. They talked about all of the museums – American history, aviation, art, natural history, the botanic gardens, and the zoo.
They hadn't gone overboard on souvenirs, buying only one thing each. Kurt had picked up a burnished stainless and glass art deco reproduction dragonfly pin at the art museum gift shop. Chandler had branched out and bought his first pin, which was a burnished stainless lion's head that reminded him of poster of the Broadway version of The Lion King. He planned to put in on the lapel of the navy thigh-length coat that he and Kurt had altered.
While Chandler shut his computer back down and packed it up, Kurt went to the laundry to wait the last few minutes of the washing machine cycle so he could grab their clothes that didn't go in the dryer and hang them up.
Kurt and Chandler had planned to work on some of their designs at the shop the next morning, so Chandler was staying the night. He said goodnight to his parents before they left and then joined Kurt in the laundry room and started to move the other clothes to the dryer and then helped him finish up. They went upstairs and showered and Chandler went back down to grab the dry clothes while Kurt did his nighttime skincare routine.
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"I'm glad your parents are okay with letting you stay," Kurt said as he scooted back against Chandler's chest. He could feel the soft hair on Chandler's thighs pressing against the back of his own. He wiggled just a bit more to get completely comfortable. He reached back and ran his fingertips along the side of Chandler's leg, what little bit of it he could reach. "I like sleeping like this. If you had asked me what my thoughts were on the topic as a get-to-know-you dating question, I would have said 'no', but I was wrong. Really wrong."
Chandler ran his thumb along Kurt's chest and pressed a gentle kiss to his shoulder.
"I never saw myself being vulnerable enough to let anyone close to me like this, but with you it's different. I just feel so much more comfortable than I had imagined that I ever could. I still don't find pornography interesting. I used to say that I liked old movies because the touch of the fingertips was as sexy as it got. There was so much more to the romance of it than just sex scenes like there are in recent movies. I think maybe I'm not normal."
"Normal is just a setting on the dryer," Chandler teased. He kissed Kurt's shoulder again. "I love you just the way you are. I never made plans to watch porn with my future boyfriend, so you're certainly not letting me down in some way or preventing me from fulfilling some fantasy I had."
"That's good to know. Really, that actually makes me feel better. A lot better."
"I know you're comfortable, but can you turn over?"
"Umm hmm." He waited for Chandler to scoot back so he could roll over.
Chandler reached out and ran his fingers through Kurt's hair. "Neither one of us knows what we'll like or dislike when it comes to moving past where we are. I just want you to know that if something doesn't make you feel good, it's not going to be enjoyable to me. I'm open to trying whatever we want to, but I know that there's very little chance of both of us liking every single thing we try. I want us to be honest, even if it's really hard to do. It took us a few times of giving each other massages before we realized what we each really like. I had only had a few for medical reasons and you had never had one. We had to figure out what we liked. Other things will be like that too. We'll do things in ways that aren't optimal the first few times because we're new at it, but if it never gets to where we're both enjoying it, then we'll eliminate whatever it is from the list of things we do together and move on to something else."
Kurt pushed forward just enough to kiss Chandler gently. "You are the best boyfriend."
"Hmm. Being a decent human being shouldn't qualify me for best boyfriend, but I'll always be the best boyfriend I can. I'm sure there will be days that I will be lousy at it and others where everything I want to do for you will work out." He pressed in and kissed Kurt breathless. When he caught his breath, he ran his thumb across his cheek gently. "I just want you to know that I still love you, even on those days when everything's gone wrong and I can't find the flash drive I desperately need and I start panicking and I raise my voice. And I still love you if I get upset and vent because someone else got the role I really wanted. Even if I'm angry at the world and I just stop talking for the day because I just can't anymore, I still love you." He wiped the tears that escaped from Kurt's eyes. "These are happy tears." He leaned forward and kissed Kurt on each eyelid.
"They are. When you were talking before about us both enjoying something, I think it also reasonable to do something I don't hate that you love, just because I want to do something that makes you feel amazing. Or the other way around. As an offering of love. I'm not talking about things that we actually find painful or really uncomfortable, just things we might not pick for ourselves. Just like we've discovered that we like different things in a massage, we'll like other things to differing degrees or done in different ways."
"I see the difference. I agree with you, I think. We haven't tried foot massages. When we do, you might love it and I might hate it because I'm too ticklish to relax. But maybe I like hand massages and you don't. So, I could give you a foot massage and you could give me a hand massage."
"But sometimes I might just want to give you a hand massage because I want to, even though I don't get something in return. Like a gift to you."
"Sure. That seems completely reasonable. I just want us to keep talking and working through things. I never want us to get to the point where you're giving me six hand massages a day and I'm doing nothing."
"I cannot even imagine you doing that, but I see your point." He kissed Chandler. "I can see myself spoiling you though, so just be prepared," he teased. He pressed in and deepened the kiss. "I love you and we could keep this up for ages, but I have to be able to weld in the morning, so I've got to get some sleep."
Chandler teased him, "You're the one who keeps kissing me."
"Because you're so kissable. You're incredibly hot and you're in my bed."
"I see your dilemma." He pecked Kurt on the lips. "It's the same as mine, except for ownership of the bed."
Kurt laughed. "I'm turning over now. Let's snuggle and sleep."
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The next morning, they headed to the shop to meet up with Cassius.
"So, I've brought in some pieces and parts of stuff. You mentioned being specifically interested in pipes." He pointed over towards one of the tool cabinets. "You can take that box of stuff out back and lay it out on the tarp I brought."
Kurt grabbed each of them a pair of gloves on the way outside. They pulled all of the pieces out and spread them out and sorted them. When they finished, they looked at their options.
"Well, those two would work really well for the bath towel rods." Kurt pointed to the ones he thought would work. "The ones in this pile are the same circumference, but shorter. I could cut the four longest ones the same length and six of the others the same length for the supports." Kurt mumbled to himself and fished through the different stacks and piled pieces and bits and parts together for a while.
Chandler mostly just smiled and watched him, intermingled with answering questions that were actually directed at him.
Thirty minutes later, Kurt had several distinct piles.
"I'm ready to start turning these pieces into stuff. Do you want to hang around and watch me? Do you want me to teach you how to weld?"
"Would you? Maybe I can watch you for a while, and then I can help make something? That would be really cool to make one of the things together."
"We can do that."
He stood up and kissed Chandler just as Cassius came around the corner.
"Find some useful stuff?"
"Yeah. I've sorted it out. I just need to get things set up. Chandler wants to try his hand at it too after watching for a while."
"Sounds good to me. It's not supposed to rain today, so you should just be able to leave stuff lay out here on the tarp until you're ready for it."
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Chandler had to work on Tuesday. He had traded with someone to get time of the week before, so he worked two shifts. He stopped by the shop when he got off.
Kurt had worked on the welding projects on Tuesday as well. By the end of the day, he had a standing paper towel holder, a standing combo dishrag rack and 2-mug holder, a napkin holder, a swiveling multi-towel rack for their bathroom, legs for two freestanding shelves to use on their desks, and the pieces needed to make side shelves to connect to their bed frame. He hadn't come up with a way to make his clothes drying rack/musical staff idea work, so he just put it together as an art piece to hang over their bed.
"Well, you've been productive today," Chandler said.
"I have. What do you think?"
"I think you're amazing."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Not about me. About the pieces."
"Also amazing."
"You're easy to impress." Kurt turned and kissed him quickly.
"That may be, but you're still amazing. Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah. We just need to wrap this stuff up. Did you bring the newspaper?"
"I did. It's in my trunk. I'll go get it."
Once they had everything wrapped up, Kurt cleaned up and changed back into his t-shirt and shorts. "I have everything in my bag for Brittany's. We can leave the Navigator at my place and ride together over there. I need to pick up the vegetable tray I made last night too."
"I said I'd bring chips and salsa, so I still need to stop and pick that up on the way."
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"So how did your trip to Muncie go?" Chandler asked.
Santana answered, "It went really well. The school is really nice and modern. The town around it is a lot like Lima, so I imagine the two us will stay on campus mostly. We have a dorm room together, so I can't really see much of a reason for us to leave campus anyway."
"I like it there," Brittany said, as she sat down in Kurt's lounge chair with him.
He scooted over and made room for her, letting her snuggle into his side.
"They understand me there."
Kurt and Chandler looked confused.
Brittany went on. "I had to see someone because they wanted to understand why I have such lopsided grades and test scores. I spent all day talking to different people who were interested in what I had to say. They didn't even laugh when I told them that letters and numbers had their own colors and that each music note is a different color too."
"Oh?" Kurt asked, actually curious as to what she was talking about.
Santana said, "Yeah, I joined her at the end of the second day and they told us about synesthesia, which is what she just described. Some people really do see a color when they hear a note."
"I bet she has perfect pitch then," Chandler said.
"She probably does," Kurt said.
Brittany said, "I didn't know until after I talked to everyone that I was rare, but like in a good way. Everyone just thought it was weird that I liked to use crayons and use different colors for the different letters. They just look so wrong all black and boring. Like when Kurt just wore gym clothes at school. We could still tell it was him, but he just looked all wrong."
"That's really interesting," Kurt said. "I can see why you like to use crayons so much. I think maybe in college you'll need to let some of your work be really boring though and save the colorful work for the teachers who appreciate it. And maybe you could get a really big set of markers or pens instead of crayons because they might melt in your backpack since you'll have to walk to class when it's really hot outside."
"That's a good point. I'll go shopping for new markers. I like those Flair tip pens. Maybe they sell those it big packages with lots of colors."
"They do," Kurt said. "Go to Sam's Club. They sell a pack of like 30 or 36 different colors. I have a set. I like them because they don't bleed through the back of the paper like a lot of regular markers do."
"If I give you the money, will you buy me the biggest set they have?" Brittany asked.
"Sure," Kurt said. "You can even come with me if you want."
"Okay. I also found out that I have an auditory processing disorder, which I guess means that my brain mixes up what I hear sometimes, especially when there's a lot of other noise. So, like I hear 'fly' instead of 'thigh' or 'sky' or something, but it happens a lot in class when people make noise I guess. That's why I get so confused. The teacher talks about something and all these random words that don't seem to fit what she's talking about keep popping out of her mouth. I read the book, but it doesn't always help. And when there's a group of people talking, I usually just stay quiet because I always say something stupid. It doesn't seem stupid to me, but it's probably because my brain mixed up what someone said and say something about 'thighs' instead of 'flies'. And sometimes I say the wrong thing too. And then I sound really stupid. It's so frustrating."
Kurt said, "That explains so much. Isn't that something that should have been figured out when you were little? It sounds kind of like auditory dyslexia. Don't they test kids for stuff like this?"
Santana said, "Probably in good school districts. But the university is going to give her a note taker and let her sit at the front of all the classes in priority seating. If that's not enough, the instructor can wear a mic and Brittany can wear a headset that will help her focus on what the teacher is saying and block out the noise from the room."
"The second day we were there, I took a bunch of tests – a regular IQ test, another type of IQ test, and a really long math test. When we go back in the fall, the advisor is going to make appointments for me to see other people and take some more tests. I'm just going to take required classes that everyone takes plus two dance classes in the fall. And whatever math class they put me in."
Chandler said, "That sounds like the best plan. They seem to be determined to help you find something suited to your skills, which is good."
Brittany got up off the chaise and pulled Kurt to standing. She wrapped her arms around him. "No excuses. We're all swimming."
He hugged her back. "You've convinced me. Let's go." He took her hand and moved to the edge and jumped in with her.
"If I didn't know she was with you, I'd be convinced she was trying to get him back."
"So you know about them?"
"Yeah, he told me." He got up and moved to the edge of the pool.
"Her one wish in life that isn't something big like world peace would be for Kurt to be bisexual like her. She loves him and I'm okay with that. He's always been good to her and he would never hurt her. Hell, he's been better to her than I've been. She deserves someone like him, but I'm trying. I've let a lot of the anger go."
"That's good. I'm not sure what you were so angry about, but whatever it was I'm glad you're able to let some of it go. Anger really destroys people from the inside out." He paused. "Wait. You weren't out last fall, were you?"
"Nope. My abuela still isn't speaking to me. The rest of my family took it okay, but it's still a little tense with some of them. The anger didn't come from that. I've been in love with her since I'm not even sure. We were probably 15. She was willing. She had no fear about people knowing she's bi or losing her popularity or anything. It was me. I watched her go out with guys for years when I could have had her to myself. I lied to her and myself. And I hated myself. I took it out on other people."
Chandler nodded in understanding, but let her go on.
"Don't be like I was to Britt or you-know-who was to Kurt."
"Definitely not. I know when I have a good thing. Even if your girlfriend is all over my boyfriend." He looked over at the two of them playing Marco Polo. Brittany was hanging onto Kurt with her arms around his neck after he found her.
"You're in love with him."
"I am."
"Well, hot damn. Where are you going to school?"
"NYU."
"So, you're at least going to be in the same city."
"Yeah. I'll be right back." He slipped into the pool and called out, "Marco".
Kurt turned towards his voice instantly. Chandler didn't move, so Kurt found him really quickly. He opened his eyes and kissed him.
"You got in finally."
"I did." He spoke quietly. "Is it okay to tell them that were living together in New York?"
"Sure. I know I kept everything from everyone before school got out, but not anymore."
A huge smile spread across his face. "Okay." He kissed Kurt again. "I'm going to go back and watch you and Brittany chase each other around."
"Come chase me with her?"
"In a few minutes."
Kurt closed his eyes swam off towards where he could hear Brittany calling from.
Chandler pulled himself up out of the pool and sat back next to Santana. "Kurt and I are moving in together in New York. We got a place in the Garment District, which is close to his school and to Broadway. I'll have a commute to school, but it's fine."
"Moving in together. Wow."
"We talked about it a lot. The dorms didn't appeal to either of us, especially Kurt after what the bullies at McKinley put him through. And the only way that we could afford to live on our own would be in one of those small 80sq ft places that are basically an 8'x10' room with nothing in them and a bathroom on each floor that everyone shares."
"Gross, unless management actually cleans it every day. And only one? You'd have to wait in line to use it and never be able to plan." She turned to him and raised an eyebrow. "And this way, you can at least sleep together every night."
"Exactly."
"She says he's the best kisser out of all the boys she's kissed, so you're a lucky guy."
"I know I am. I bet she says that because since she was the first person he kissed, he was probably slow and gentle and sweet and not at all rushing her like a lot guys probably did. He probably talked to her and made her feel special."
"Probably. He's probably the only guy she really trusts. We were all horrible to him. Well, not Britt, but a lot of the rest of us, even those of us he considered to be friends. I've got three months to transform myself from hateful high school bitch into a respectable college student. There's no HBIC with 20,000 students there. Plus, I'm ready to have friends, not just frenemies. I need to be the best me. Putting people down to push myself to the top as always been my M.O., but that's not what I want anymore."
"Well, saying it out loud is a good start. I think you have to figure out if there's anything that you actually enjoy and then start to spend time doing it. You'll meet other people that enjoy the same activity."
"I like sex."
Chandler about choked. "Okay, well, you and Brittany will have to work that one out. Surely, there's something else."
"Singing, dancing, looking good..."
"That's a start. Maybe the school has an art department. You could see if they hire models. You could see if they do any type of fashion show and try to be a part of that as a model. You could audition for a musical. Even if you just went for a chorus part, it would give you something to be a part of. Dance classes. Maybe a campus choir or some type of performing group?"
"I'll see." She turned her focus back towards the pool. "Hey, Kurt!"
He turned. "Yeah?"
"I need you to take us shopping. We've worn Cheerios outfits for so long our wardrobes are not suitable for college. All I mostly have are workout clothes and short tight dresses."
"Weekday or weekend?"
"Doesn't matter."
"I'll let you know in a day or two. I'll have to rearrange some hours at the shop. I'm trying to work as much as I can to save up for New York."
"Me and Britt are going to come visit at some point."
"We'll need to plan, but sure. We're getting a sofa bed, so we can host people easily."
Santana got up and grabbed the volleyball net. Chandler helped her put it up. He slipped into the pool and swam over to Kurt.
He pecked him on the lips. "What are our chances of being the two of them?"
"Somewhere around zero. They're both really athletic and swim more than we do."
"Are you saying I'm not athletic?" he teased. He flexed his biceps.
Brittany wolf whistled. "Nice arms, Chandler."
He turned and tipped an imaginary hat, "Thank you."
Kurt said, "I'm just going on past experience. They've beaten all of the other guys they've played, and they were mostly all jocks."
"Well, we'll just have to change that, won't we?" He moved over to the other side of the pool.
Santana hit the ball over the net and they hit it back. They went back for forth several times before Brittany knocked it out of the pool.
"One point for us," Chandler said, with a bit of bravado to his voice.
They played for 15 minutes and Kurt and Chandler were up by three points. Five minutes later they were up by five.
"Ready to call it a game?" Kurt asked.
"You can't tell anyone you beat us," Santana said. "I'm ready to eat, but I'm not willing to concede defeat."
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I've figured out how you beat all of the rest of the guys."
"And how's that?"
"They're distracted by two beautiful girls in bikinis and can't keep their focus on the beach ball."
"It's worked all these years," Santana blew him a kiss. "And now we lost to two gay boys. Let's eat. I'm hungry."
Brittany climbed out, dried off a little, and went inside and grabbed hot dogs and a pack of hot dog buns. Santana got out, wrapped herself in a towel, and turned the electric grill on to heat it up. Brittany went back in and grabbed the ketchup and mustard. Kurt and Chandler followed her inside to bring the chips, salsa, veggie tray, and plates out. Santana put the hot dogs on while everyone else grabbed everything else they needed and set the table. As soon as they were done, she put them on a plate and put them on the table. Everyone served themselves and started to eat.
Brittany said, "I want to know about the places you went to see. Are the pandas as cool as they seem? I really want to go see them sometime."
"They are," Chandler said. "The zoo is really nice. You'd like it."
"DC is only a 4-hour drive from New York. You could fly in to stay with us for a few days, rent a car and drive to DC and stay for a few days and drive back, if you have a full week of for fall break."
Santana said, "I haven't even really looked at the calendar carefully. I just know the semester is a little shorter than high school because we get three weeks off at Christmas and we start later and end sooner next spring. I think something like that would have to wait for winter break or spring break. Or if we could manage to figure out a way to do it before school starts that would probably work even better."
"When are you leaving?" Brittany asked.
Chandler answered, "We haven't set the exact date – between two and a half and three weeks. We have to work out some details. Technically we can move in July 1st."
"I didn't know it would be so soon," she replied.
Kurt said, "That's when the flat was available. We didn't want to lose it because it was the best deal we found. It's small, but it has a separate bedroom and living room area."
Santana said, "Chandler told me that a lot of the places are basically like hotel rooms with a 3-foot kitchen space or none at all. A lot of them didn't even have bathrooms in the unit. They had a shared bathroom on each floor."
Kurt nodded. "Yeah, a lot of them were like that."
Brittany said, "What if you have to go in the middle of the night? It's like modern version of an outhouse. You have to get up and get dressed."
Santana continued, "And find your keys to lock your door behind you. Yeah, no. No way. Sounds like a set up for a horror story."
"My thoughts exactly. The place we found is really nice. It's been redone and the landlord is letting us put in two closets. It's at our cost, but we'd have to buy wardrobes or clothes racks anyway. We're planning to stay through college and longer if things work out and we can get jobs in New York. It's in a good location."
"I'm actually glad we get to stay in the dorms for four years. We're going to be busy enough as it is practicing and cheering for games on top of our schoolwork to even consider having to go home and prepare meals or pack them every day. Our scholarships cover our dorm costs."
Kurt said, "That's a really good deal. The meal plans are really expensive at our schools. If we both stayed in the dorms at our schools, we'd end up spending $10,000 more per year and only have some place to live for nine months out of the year. And the additional cost over what we're spending is because we'd have to get meal plans since the dorms don't have kitchens. I just don't see the two of us spending nearly $800 a month on food. Even if we do, we'll still have some place to live year round and we won't have to sublease some place every summer to stay in the City."
Brittany said, "I made brownies. And I even got cherry ice cream to go with them. We can eat them later when we watch the movie."
"Sounds good to me," Chandler said. "Are you two going to be able to go with us Friday evening?"
"Yep," Brittany said. "My mom told me that once I graduated, I could do whatever I wanted to, except throw parties and wake them up. My sister's at camp and won't be back until next weekend."
"So, we're going to stay at the criminal chipmunk's place?"
Kurt bristled. "You can't call him that anymore. He apologized and he quit acting like that. He didn't mean for Blaine to get hurt. He meant to slushie my outfit. And he's hardly the first person to slushie my clothes and none of them ever apologized, except for Dave."
"Fine, fine. I'll be nice. It will be my first attempt at the new nicer me. We'll see if I can manage to make it through an evening without insulting him."
"Please try," Kurt said. "This might be the last evening we get to spend with them. They're going back to France the last week in June. All of their friends there get July and August off."
"How about this? If I can't be nice, Britt and I will just stay away from him."
Kurt shrugged. "Sure, but I think you'll be surprised. He's not the 1-dimensional cheesy high school movie villain. He's actually really nice." He raised his eyebrow and gave her a low level 'bitch please' look. "And you don't have much room for pointing fingers. We're here and I'm giving you a chance."
"Touché. I like the return of the bitchiness. It suits you. Doormat wasn't a good look on you."
"I've dialed down ice king because I'm not trying to keep my guard up all the time now, but I agree that doormat is definitely NOT returning." He thought for a minute. "How about Saturday? Sebastian has a family event he's going to, so we were all leaving after breakfast anyway. We could go to one of the outlet malls either up by Westerville or down in Cincinnati."
"That would work," Santana said. "We'll just bring something to wear on Saturday that's easy to change in and out of. We'll check out the stores at both outlet places and make a decision tomorrow."
"Works for me."
"We need to find some good walking shoes, probably first, so we have some idea what kind of clothes will look good with them. Our feet were killing us the two days we were there."
Chandler said, "We're all going to have to get used to walking so much. We're all used to jumping in a car and driving somewhere. We got a taste of it in DC with walking to the Metro and then again once we got off."
"There were buses, but we still walked a lot," Brittany said. She looked around and everyone had quit eating and there wasn't much of anything left. "Eat the rest of those veggies, someone. That's all that's left."
Everyone grabbed a couple and put them in their mouths and helped carry the trash inside. They went back out and got back in the pool to swim for a while before the movie.
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Kurt went inside after Chandler dropped him off and found Burt and Carole sitting in the living room. Carole got up and went to the top of the stairs to the basement and called for Finn. When he came up he plopped down in the chair closest to the fireplace. Kurt had already taken the other one.
"What's up?" Kurt asked.
"Well, we agreed to let you go to see Sebastian and Adrien Friday, so we wanted to talk to you since we won't be having a family dinner on Friday. We needed to talk to you before then anyway," Burt said.
Carole started, "Burt and I have been talking about our living situation. This house has been great for the last year and a half, but with Kurt moving to New York and with Burt and I spending more time in DC, it makes sense for us to cut our costs by moving into a smaller place. Half of the time from now on, it will just be Finn here in Lima. We've been looking at places for a couple of weeks, but we've finally found a couple and we'd like you two to go with us tomorrow to look at them." She looked at Kurt. "Don't worry, I scheduled the viewings based on your work schedule tomorrow."
"That's fine," Kurt said.
They finished discussing the arrangements before Kurt went upstairs.
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After viewing the two houses Wednesday morning, the four of them went out for lunch before Kurt and Burt went to the shop to work for the afternoon. Kurt changed and started pulling out the tools he needed to work on the first car on his list.
Burt walked up. "You're sure you're okay with us getting the place with the apartment up above the garage and most of the upstairs?"
"I actually think it's perfect. It's obviously been remodeled, but it was done well. The one bedroom that still upstairs has its own bathroom, even though it's across the hall. It could be remodeled easily by turning the hallway into a closet and moving the doors around, but unless we're coming to visit for a long period of time, having the bathroom where it is and the small closet should be fine. I think it's the perfect solution. You can put an alarm on the lower level and you won't have to worry about any new friends that Finn might make snooping around. He can have people over whenever he wants. Most of the noise from people walking around will be over the garage. And his bedroom is over the dining room. The small kitchen up there fits his cooking level, which is mostly just heating food up in the oven or the microwave. He does have two burners to make mac and cheese and spaghetti on. That place is like him getting his own apartment without you and Carole having to pay rent on a place for him. A place that size would be at least $600, plus the utilities. This will save you on your mortgage payment, plus Finn lives basically on his own at no cost to anyone."
"Alright. I'm going to call the realtor and go ahead and put in our offer and list our place."
Before Kurt managed to get started, his phone rang.
"How did it go?"
"We found the perfect place. Dad's putting the offer in now. I took some pictures of the inside. We can go over there after we get off later."
"That was fast."
"It was. I have to get started on this car. I'll see you later. I love you."
"I love you too. I'll pick you up when I get off."