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CHARACTERS: Rachel Berry, Kurt Hummel, and possibly Bells.
LOCATION: Kurt's room.
WARNINGS: None atm.
SUMMARY: Rachel and an injured Kurt are catching up.
NOTES: blah blah cute music nerds and melodrama.

[ Rachel has been busy. Between dealing with the aftermath of last jump's grimdark adventures, ardently pursuing certain Frenchmen, planning the creation of the fine arts club, and worrying over, well, everything, she hasn't spent much time with Kurt (partially because she doesn't want to be lectured for going after him and partially because she doesn't deal with the injured well).

Now, it's about time she sit down and catch up with him. (Actually, in all honesty, a talk is overdue.) She knows she should have visited sooner, but — it's Rachel Berry. She's not exactly good at handling things.

So, here she is, knocking on his door, pink notebook in hand, and somehow as chipper as ever. ]

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[Kurt is still limping a little, but he manages to get to the door just fine on his own and give Rachel a big smile. He's always happy to see her, and things have been--okay, lately. It had taken Kurt a long time to accept, but okay is just about the best it gets on this ship, and that's fine. Okay is all he can ask for now.

Supporting himself with the door, he lets her in.]

Welcome to chez-Hummel, mademoiselle. Or, as of late, chez-- Yeah, I have no idea what his last name is. But Bells is here. I hope that's all right? We can kick him out if need be.

[ For the most part, Bells is keeping to himself on the bed with his legs crossed as he watches Kurt go to the door. He has to lean a little to see who it is, and he gives both of them a grin in response, not really bothering to get up despite that comment. ]

Hey, Rachel. [ He does point a finger however. ] Don't listen to him. He knows I don't have one of those. And uh, yeah. If you need me to go, I can. [ Because he honestly doesn't mind wandering the ship while they catch up. Or whatever they're planning to do. ]

[ She fails at hiding her frown when she notices Kurt's limp. Not good. ] You can stay. if you're with Kurt, you'll have to get used to my presence, anyway. [ said teasingly. She has no intention of invading the more private parts of their lives, thanks. ] I just wanted to check up on Kurt, see how he's doing.

[ A bright, almost insufferable grin. ] We've got a performance to plan, after all.

--Oh do we? We do.

[Oh fuck did he forget something. So sorry, Rachel... Kurt's just been through hell and back. He just sort of shuffles backward and sits down next to Bells on the bed, then speaks to him.]

Wait until you hear her sing. [Might as well compliment her. That usually keeps him in her good graces.]

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