This is what started me writing these shorts. I'm always amazed at how wide open so many keep their Facebook pages.
When the Karofsky's brought Dave home from the hospital they found a letter from Kurt wedged in the front door. Given their recent scare, they read it thoroughly before deciding it was safe to give to Dave. He took it up to his room, it had been days since he had any privacy and even having to leave the door open, it was an improvement over the hospital. In it he found a quick note and list of to do items.
Dear Dave,
I put together a list of things that I think will help you feel less alone and powerless.
Logon to Facebook and make sure your settings only allow 'Friends' to write on your wall.
Move everyone you are not sure of to the 'restricted' list. This will prevent them from posting anything else on your wall without your approval.
Go back through your wall posts and find everyone that posted anything hostile or commented on those posts and unfriend them.
Once you have gone through all of them, look at who is left. Are any of them really friends or just people you knew from school but did not really know. Unfriend them as well, you can always re-add them.
If at the end you only have a small hand full of 'friends' you will know they really are FRIENDS.
If at any point in this you feel overwhelmed, call me. We can work on it together. If we can't handle it, I will call in additional reinforcements.
You have friends, real friends, I'm going to prove it too you.
Your Friend
Kurt.
Looking around his room he quickly found the remains of his laptop. To his relief it still worked. Opening Facebook was easy enough, stomaching the posts on his wall was another story. He made short work of the privacy settings and worked through his 'friends list' moving everyone to the restricted list. When he finished that he was gratified to see that no new posts had come in since he started, maybe he could get in front of this.
Now came the hard part, he had to look at the actual posts. He wasn't looking forward to this part at all. He wasn't in that dark place anymore, he really did want to live and believed he would get through this, but seeing those posts brought it all back to him. Before really getting started he found himself in over his head, he had to call Kurt.
"If I just unfriend them I feel like they are getting away with it, it's not fair" Dave slumped down in his chair.
"No it's not fair, but that's how it is" Kurt said sadly.
"Can I at least say something about Nick's tiny dick?" Dave asked with smirk.
'What!" Kurt's eyebrows rising to his hairline.
"It may be every straight guys nightmare and all, but it is a locker room, it's impossible NOT to see things"
"And …?"
"Let's just say with all those muscles he might be trying to compensate for something".
"Oh that would be too good, but we can't. There's no good way to say it and maintain the high ground, besides we don't want him to hunt you down"
"I guess you're right" Dave said deflated
'We need to just keep your roving eyes to ourselves, but I will take to the grave anything you tell me, so... what else have you seen?"
Dave was laughing so hard he did not notice his dad standing in the door way.
"I don't know what you said to him Kurt, but keep doing it. I haven't heard him laugh like that in ages" Paul said as he turned and went back to the living room.
"I'm so glad he didn't ask what was so funny" said Dave
"Just tell him Girl Talk!"
"uhm, I don't think I'm ready to say something like that. He knows, but..."
"fine, say whatever the 'guy' version of that would be?" Kurt asked while making the air quote signs.
"... you haven't answered my question..."
