“I think it’s safe to say you’re finding your way in the city faster than you thought.  If you’re brushing elbows with celebrities.”  Blaine mused from his side of the glowing screen.  The only light besides a dim bedside lamp that illuminated his bedroom.  Behind him were scattered pictures of them.  He was mid-redecorating.  Adding a few more photos of them to the slew he had on his shelves and nightstands felt like it filled up a little more space.  Made the room less hollow.  He kept most of the mess he left on his bed hidden from sight by sitting down in front of it.  No reason to dampen up their conversation with how much he missed him.  

“See?  I promised you.  It was going to happen in no time at all.  New York City doesn’t know what’s about to hit it.  I’m so proud of you, Kurt.”  And he was.  Full of pride for the love of his life.  Kurt was making it.  Day by day and piece by piece but there was no holding him back. Seeing him flourish was worth it?  As long as they had this and visits?  Eight months was going to fly by.  Right?  He swallowed a little harder than he wanted to but his eyes were bright and he smiled.  “Any other news?  I’m afraid the happenings of Lima, Ohio can’t compare to Sarah Jessica Parker on the subway.  So you’re going to have to let me live vicariously here.”