Kurt sat in the makeshift office the size of a closet, filling in for his co-worker at taking calls for the week. He had just hung up with an interesting, gossip filled conversation with one of his colleagues. Apparently someone is pregnant, and apparently, someone else was cheated on. Kurt laughed at that thought, feeling a tad bit sorry for that unfortunate woman and her unfaithful significant other.
Kurt sat in silence, waiting for another call to come in. It had just turned into daytime there in New York, and he was quietly sipping on coffee that he had just bought just moments ago at a nearby cafe`. "Today's such a wonderful day," he said to himself, admiring the view from the window at the far right of him. He sat there for a while, just running through thoughts in his head.
He thought of how Rachel was doing at NYADA, and how much he wanted to join her. He thought of how things were doing at McKinley, and how well Britney week must've gone a second time. He thought most of all, about his beloved beau, Blaine. Kurt had been saddened throughout the week due to his busy schedule, and his inability to keep up with the phone dates.
He had felt ashamed because most of the time, he had his schedule filled to the brim with meetings and phone calls for Vogue, and some smaller portion of his time, he was just too exhausted to keep up a conversation. "Hey there, Tiger," Kurt looked up. The voice had come from a fellow intern, an intern who had clearly shown interest in Kurt since the day his own internship started. Kurt didn't even bother to ask or remember his name. This boy was around the same age as Kurt, and he found him quite attractive. He decided to stay away from him, not wanting to be tempted in any way, shape or form, he wanted to remain faithful.
"I'm doing fine.", Kurt replied, looking away to take a sip of his coffee. His co-worker propelled his computer chair forward, stopping at Kurt's desk. "What's the matter? You've been down all week." Normally, Kurt would reply with a snide remark and send him on his way, but this time, he felt different about him. Kurt wanted someone to confide in, and he looked like someone who would actually care, since Rachel was too interested in her new school life and Brody to care about anything else.
"Well", he hesitantly replied, "Boyfriend troubles. Nothing too serious." "Oh. I see. Well, he's lucky to have someone as cute as you," Kurt blushed, looking away to hide his redness. "I appreciate it, thank you." Kurt heard the computer chair rolling back, he listened to the sound of the wheels rolling against the ground as it finally came to a stop at the desk it was formerly located at. "I didn't even have to tell him to go this time.", Kurt thought, looking at his colleague. "He's handsome, but I can't." Kurt looked away, blushing at the thought of kissing him.
"I already know how Blaine is about texting someone else, I can't let history repeat itself," Kurt took a sip of his coffee and kept himself busy, making sure not to exchange a glance with the man that was threatening his fidelity. "I wonder how he is anyways," Kurt picked up his phone, which was surprisingly not being attacked by calls, and dialed Blaine's number. It rang twice, before being abruptly directed to voicemail. "That's strange. He usually picks up within the first tone, and his phone takes 5 rings before it redirects," Kurt felt a little worried, but he shook it off and decided to call again. This time, it went straight to voicemail. No tone. No ring. The sound of the robotic woman speaking through the phone frightened Kurt to a slight degree, and he hung up. "His phone probably died or something," He tried to reassure himself, but it was a futile attempt, for in the back of his mind, he knew, that something was terribly wrong.