Prompt: June Carter -"I mean, I got the personality, I got the sass. I give it my all but…" - 'Walk The Line'
"Dude, will you stop pacing. I'm trying to study," Finn said, looking up from his text book to glare at his roommate and stepbrother. Kurt had been pacing the apartment he, Finn and Blaine now shared, for at least the last hour that Finn had been home.
"I need to do something. They haven't called yet. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing," Kurt replied as he continued to pace.
Finn dropped the pencil he had been making notes with. He had a feeling that until Kurt got a phone call from the casting director of the latest Broadway play he had auditioned for, school work was going to have to wait.
"Well the only thing pacing is going to manage is wearing a line in that carpet which quite frankly, unless you get the part, none of us are going to have the money to replace," Finn remarked, hoping to lighten the mood.
"Yeah, well I doubt that is going to happen. Whoever said no news is good news obviously never auditioned on Broadway," Kurt replied, not breaking stride. Reaching the door he turned around smoothly and started back the direction he had just come from. "It seems all I ever do is wait forever for a call and they all have the same message for me - 'sorry Mr. Hummel but we've decided to go with someone else for the role'. I don't get it. I mean I've got the talent, I put personality and sass into all of my auditions, but every time it's the same exact thing."
"Because you just haven't found that right role yet. It'll happen Kurt," Finn said, trying to sound supportive although he had heard that particular speech more than once.
"Yeah, to somebody else, not to me. Nothing good ever happens to me."
"So being engaged to Blaine isn't a good thing? Having me as a brother isn't a good thing? Having a father who would move the world for you isn't a good thing?"
"That's not what I meant," Kurt replied, turning around again as his phone rang. He paused, looking down at the screen of the phone in his hand.
"Are you going to answer that?" Finn asked as the phone rang again.
From his seat at the table, Finn waited as Kurt answered the phone. He listened to his brother's side of the conversation, trying to determine if it was good news or not. Finn couldn't figure it out. Not even when Kurt ahand said 'good-bye' and ended the call was he sure if the news was good or bad.
"Well?" Finn asked.
"I got the part," Kurt said in pure disbelief.
Jumping from his seat, Finn closed the distance between them and pulled Kurt into a crushing embrace, his schoolwork totally forgotten.