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[subdavek]

The moment Kurt began to move, Dave’s eyebrows raised, the shock obvious on his features. It took more than a moment for his mind to catch up with what was happening, but once his shirt was off and he was tugged towards the other, he realized exactly what Kurt intended. Nodding, Dave swallowed thickly, willing his mouth to move. “Yes, Sir.” He managed before diving for Kurt, his hands shaking slightly as he carefully undid the buttons and zippers, pulling clothes and laying them gently, neatly aside once they’d been removed. No matter how long they had been together, or how many nights they’d shared wrapped around each other (with or without clothes), this was the part that always seemed to make Dave a little uncertain. Really, it was nerves- nerves that he would do something wrong, hurt or upset the other in some way, or that he wouldn’t live up to expectations. Pausing once Kurt was completely naked, Dave couldn’t stop himself from absolutely admiring the Switch, his teeth fussing over his already swelling lower lip while the rest of his features were overtaken by adoration. 

show me what you like. -dave karofsky

Biting his own lower lip, Kurt looked at Dave with the sparkle of desire glittering in his eyes. He nodded, then reached out to pull the sub's shirt off.

"Okay," he said as he grabbed the other man by the button area on his pants, pulling him towards the closest surface. He undid the ascot around his own neck and set it nearby, his eyes never leaving Dave. "Get these clothes off of me."

@subdavek

[subdavek]

“ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ” - Kurt Hummel

Pausing, Dave took a moment to take in what had been said. Immediately his cheeks became tinted with pink, and the grin that overtook his face was unstoppable. Placing the plates he'd been holding down onto the counter, he stepped to Kurt, bringing a palm up to rest gently against his cheeks. "Do you mean that, Kurt? My love." He whispered, tears glistening in his eyes.

[subdavek]

itselliskarofsky​:

You’re fine. Don’t worry about it, it’s fine. You’re bringing food anyway, so no biggie. I know you wouldn’t. Yeah? That’s good to hear, I’m glad. You deserve good. You wanna tell me what’s got you so good and smiley? I figured as much. Just means I’m always there, a little bit.

PM: I’m tired. I don’t really wanna be here, but I don’t really have a choice. And I don’t really know where I wanna be. I’ll be okay. I’ve been in the art studio again, it’s nice in here.

El....Okay, I won’t dwell on it. But, I’m here, and you know I’m here. That’s what matters. Thanks, I’m almost hesitant to say I’m happy, I wouldn’t want to ruin things for myself. But, the truth is, I am. Oh, things are just going really, really well. And Kurt and I...He’s my boyfriend, Ellis. I saw he wrote back on your status. Maybe we could all have lunch? 

PM: I’m glad you like it there, use it as much as you want. There are other artists on campus too, maybe you could connect with them for friendships. Jenna Sterling is one that comes to mind. And, Archer Duval is the art teacher, you could hit him up too. I know this is hard, I know this isn’t where you want to be, but...Try to stay positive. We’re together, and there are a ton of great and really supportive people here. It’s a fresh start. You can do this, I know you can. Is there anything I can do to make things better?

[subdavek]

islaflanaganmusic​:

Hi Dave I remember you of course. Congrats!! How is that going? Been busy in the music scene but excited to get back to school and get back to work.

Originally posted by vesuvsinity

Awesome, I didn’t want to make assumptions, but I’m glad I’m at least a little memorable. Thanks! It’s going really well actually, I enjoy my job, it’s fun connecting with students and coaching has always been a dream of mine. That sounds really cool, how has everything been? What made you feel that now was the right time to come back?

islaflanaganmusic​:

Originally posted by sxoirserxnan

Well , it’s been a while Bridgeport. But I’m back and ready to launch into the swing off things. I will need a little bit of help unpacking and making the suite home. For those of you who weren’t here when I was here last, I"m Isla Flanagan , Domme.

@bridgeportstarters

Hey Ms. Flanagan! It’s good to see you back! You may or may not remember me, but I’m Dave Karofsky. I work for the school now, teaching Bio and coaching Football. How have things been with you?

[subdavek]

itselliskarofsky​:

Oh hey, there you are. I knew you’d pop up sooner or later. I haven’t eaten, I guess. We can do food, if you want. Just whatever doesn’t break the vegetarian code, I don’t care what you get. How are things? Is there still glitter on your letterman jacket?

Here I am, you’re right about that. I’m sorry if I took too long. You guess? I’m not a huge fan of that answer, El. I’ll bring food, and I’ll make sure it’s vegetarian. You know I wouldn’t forget that. Things are...Good, actually. Really good. Of course there is, you know damn good and well it won’t ever come out totally. 

PM: How are you, Ellis? Please, talk to me honestly. 

[subdavek]

itselliskarofsky​:

Another random walking in the gates, another bland opening on social media. That’s me, hey. My name is Ellis, I don’t like labels, but I do like he/they pronouns so those are the intro facts. Now I’m going to go take over the art studio, wherever it is.

@bridgeportstarters​

Ellis, it’s so good to see you back! I’ll head back to campus, I need to see you. Are you hungry or anything? I can stop and get something if you want. 

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[subdavek]

islaflanaganmusic​:

Originally posted by sxoirserxnan

Well , it’s been a while Bridgeport. But I’m back and ready to launch into the swing off things. I will need a little bit of help unpacking and making the suite home. For those of you who weren’t here when I was here last, I"m Isla Flanagan , Domme.

@bridgeportstarters

Hey Ms. Flanagan! It’s good to see you back! You may or may not remember me, but I’m Dave Karofsky. I work for the school now, teaching Bio and coaching Football. How have things been with you?

Well , it's been a while Bridgeport. But I'm back and ready to launch into the swing off things. I will need a little bit of help unpacking and making the suite home. For those of you who weren't here when I was here last, I"m Isla Flanagan , Domme.

@bridgeportstarters

[subdavek]

dalton-anderson​:

Originally posted by na-page

How is everyone doing? New around here…. I guess…. Hi… What’s up?

Hey! It’s great to meet you! I’m Dave Karofsky, but most people just call me Coach. I teach Biology and coach football here. How was your trip in? If you need anything, don’t be afraid to ask. Oh, and I’m doing great, how are you doing?

[subdavek]

switchingkurt​:

Kurt let Dave speak, giving him the time to get through everything without interrupting him or rushing him. He continued to show him affection throughout, running his fingers through his hair and caressing his back. When Dave looked up at him, he looked the other man in the eye, bringing his hands to rest on his chest. “I do want you, Dave. I’ve wanted you for a while. You are such a sweet man, with a kind heart. You’re adorable when you talk about things that excite you, and you’re adorable when you plan surprises. I want you to stay with me more, I miss you when you’re gone. I want to be clear too. I want to be yours. Your boyfriend. Your Sir. Your… whatever. Because you mean everything to me. That’s what I was trying to say before. I wasn’t asking if you wanted to be poly, or what you thought about me dating someone else. I was trying to clear things up here, with you.” 

He brought both hands up to wipe Dave’s face, gingerly clearing off any tears that lingered with care. “No more questioning anymore. Either of us.” Thought flickered across his face. “Have you eaten? Come inside, let me feed you. Stay with me.”

Once he’d said all he needed to say, and everything was out in the open without the ability to take it back, or cover things up, Dave couldn’t help but to feel more raw and exposed than he had in a long, long time. Not since the last time he and Kurt were in a position where he found himself exposing his own feelings to the other. This time, though, it seemed that things were going differently, something the submissive couldn’t have been happier about. “You...” Kurt’s words washed over him and Dave blinked, taking a moment to attempt to pull himself together enough to respond. “I...You...Kurt, that’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. I don’t...I don’t even know what to say.” He said, a smile making its way across his face. “I want you too, Sir. I’ve wanted you for so, so long. You are sweet, you are kind. And it blows my mind that you’re here, saying these things about me. Everything you do is just...Incredible. Perfect. You make me feel things...Want things, that I haven’t in...I couldn’t tell you when. I miss you, Sir. All the time, and I want nothing more than to be with you. I want that too, Kurt. And I want to be yours. I am yours.” He clarified. “I’m sorry I misinterpreted. I’m sorry I misunderstood. I’m sorry I didn’t communicate, and just...Shut down. I know that wasn’t the right thing, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” The tears fell as Dave looked sincerely at the other, his eyes wide, wearing his heart on his sleeve. 

When Kurt moved to wipe his face, Dave’s eyes closed slowly and softly, reveling in the feel of the other man’s touch. “No, Sir. No more questioning. Thank you.” He added, his voice nearly a whisper. “I haven’t eaten, no Sir, have you?” He asked, feeling himself slipping deeper into his need for service. “Yes, Sir. I’d like that. Really, I’d like to feed you, if that’s alright. But I won’t argue with whatever you’d prefer. You want me to stay? Yes, Sir. I want to stay. With you. I want that.”

[subdavek]

switchingkurt​:

Feeling the way Dave held onto him, Kurt held on tighter and encouraged the other man to sink into him to find comfort. He made no move to take them inside, that much didn’t matter at the moment. One hand held firmly in the center of Dave’s back with his fingers splayed and the other carded through his hair slowly, cradling his head. He felt tears prick his eyes, so he closed them, burying his nose in the top of the other man’s head for as he listened, then lifted his head to speak. “You never bother me. Never. I miss you. Don’t be sorry, I’m glad you’re here. I need you here. Okay?”

Swallowing the lump in his throat, he pulled himself together because he had to fix this. “I want you to be mine, Dave. My boyfriend, my sub. I don’t want to hurt you. I just wanted to know how you felt. I don’t want this for us. And I don’t want this for you. I don’t want you to be sad.”

The tighter Kurt held on, the more Dave responded. Although this encounter specifically wasn’t necessarily doing anything for his submissive needs, his emotional were another story. His fingers curled to cling the back of Kurt’s sweater, and he did his best to breathe deeply, taking in the Switch’s scent while he attempted to get himself under control. The reassurance came and Dave nodded, closing his eyes slowly while he willed himself to pull it together. “Yes, Sir. I miss you too. I’m sorry if you thought I didn’t, or if I made it seem that way. I miss you very, very much.” Kurt’s admission that he needed Dave sent a shock through his spine, and chills throughout his body. “I need to be with you, Sir. I both want and need to be with you.” 

The next words stunned Dave in a way he hadn’t been expecting, and his jaw dropped open a little as he took a moment to process what was happening. “You want...Me? Boyfriends? With me?” He asked, voice shaking, scarcely believing it. “I didn’t mean to...I wasn’t-” Taking in a breath, Dave tried again. “I wasn’t trying to cause problems, or stress, or harm. I was just caught off-guard, and I panicked. I shouldn’t have done that, and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry Sir.” He admitted, chest tight. “I don’t want to hurt you either. That’s the last thing I would ever, ever want. I just want you to be happy. I...” Closing his eyes, Dave forced himself to look up at the other, knowing he deserved the direct and honest truth. “If you’re still questioning how I feel, what I want...I want to clear that up. I want to be yours. Your boyfriend. Your sub. Whatever you need me to be. Whatever you want me to be. I’m sorry I didn’t have the words for that before. But I do, now.”

[subdavek]

switchingkurt​:

The thought that ran through Kurt’s mind most often since whatever had happened during their last conversation was that he was doomed to repeat his past. Towards the end of his claim with the submissive he had been with, they fought over the stupidest things. Toothpaste on towels, being late to things. They broke up like it was nothing and Kurt had buried himself in his work here by Bridgeport. Luckily for him, starting a business had made it easy to lose himself in menial tasks. He’d been busy enough to try to ignore everything, until Dave had started to draw him back out. They had fallen into a point where they functioned like a claim, but they said nothing about what it meant. They took care of each other and when their biological needs started to kick in, they took care of that for each other too. They lived in their own homes, but they’d spent nights together. Kurt liked him. He couldn’t help but think back to when that face had popped out of that gorilla costume and how things could have gone differently. Time had put them in a position where they were both ready to find out how things could be different. They were. And Kurt didn’t understand how things had gotten to where they were now, it made him question himself and he questioned his abilities. He was already hurting Dave and he had only just tried to find out if the other man wanted to be together, they weren’t even together. It scared him, and it hurt, so he buried himself in work again. He took on the menial tasks that he could hire other people to do. He took his work home, if he even came home. Tonight, he was in the living room with a mug of hot cocoa, trying to ignore the withdrawal symptoms that were keeping him up. His mind was too preoccupied for tv, so he turned on quiet music and sipped by himself, the proofs for his spring lines on the table in front of him, but he wasn’t aware enough to pay them any mind. Then there was a knock at the door and he knew it was Dave. He set his mug down and walked his slippered feet to the door and opened it with a soft expression of relief when he was right. It was Dave. He saw those tears though and pulled the other man into a hug. “Sweetheart…”

For the past couple of weeks, Dave had been replaying everything over again within his own mind, wondering if he’d been the one to lead them to this position. He hadn’t meant to come across in any sort of way, necessarily, during the last time he and Kurt had spoken. Really, he’d let himself get freaked out, something that he wished he hadn’t, but something that he was also semi-prone to, especially when it came to matters of the heart. Since the things he’d experienced in his earlier years, he’d found himself more guarded than one might expect, and the loss of his first claim simply compounded those feelings. So, when things had come into question with Kurt he’d panicked, not knowing how to react any other way. Coming to the others’ house was a big step for Dave, especially when his mind had convinced him that if he was wanted, he would have been reached out to by now. But, his logic mercifully managed to overcome his other senses, and he told himself it wasn’t fair to put that entirely on Kurt when he hadn’t made a move to reach out until now, either. When the door opened Dave found himself nearly afraid to look up, though he forced himself to, both out of respect and knowing that he genuinely wanted to see the other. Feeling Kurt’s arms around him brought a sense of relief he couldn’t describe, and he did his best to keep his knees strong as he leaned into the other man, wrapping his own arms around him as he buried his face into Kurt’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.” Dave whispered, voice shaking slightly. “I don’t...I don’t want this to...I....I don’t mean to bother you.”

[subdavek]

Chewing the inside of his lip as he walked, Dave wound through the streets of town, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans as he went. Somewhere, some part of him attempted to convince himself that he was heading nowhere in particular, that no destination had been pre-determined. Still, no matter how hard he tried to convince himself, he knew the fact of the matter was different. It didn’t take long for Kurt’s house to come into view, and Dave took in a deep breath before making his way onto the porch. Pulling his hands from his pants, he wrung them together nervously before raising a fist to knock. He hadn’t texted to see if Kurt was home, or if he was free, or if he even wanted to see him. But, Dave had held out as long as he could. Things had felt awkward since their last interaction, something that he hadn’t wanted, something that he truthfully disliked more than just about anything. He’d been keeping to himself, doing his best to keep himself from completely devolving, but realizing that the headaches, body aches, and everything in-between were becoming more frequent, and his emotions more melancholy. The fact was that he missed Kurt, more than he could put into words; the withdrawal symptoms were more than secondary, however they did serve as a constant reminder of Dave’s alone-ness. Wrapping his knuckles against the door, Dave stepped back as he waited, head down, eyes brimming with tears for a reason unbeknownst even to himself, hands shoved back into the pockets of his jeans.  @switchingkurt

[subdavek]

lucastheoclarington​:

Late Night Swim. Open

Lucas dropped his bag on a bench close to the pool, and yanked his shirt and pants off, tossing both over the bag, and pulling on his speedos before he jumped into the pool, diving in and starting to swim. He’d had a frustrating call with his father. Those were rare and they never ended well. He was angry, angry at all the ropes his father still wanted to constrict him with, angrier even that he was doing so in the first place, something he had started to do a lot more than he had before Hunter’s accident, which hadn’t escaped him.

His father had mostly ignored him growing up, as long as he wasn’t lecturing him, most of his focus went to his older siblings, but ever since Hunter’s accident it was though he expected Luke to fill in a void, as though he was discarding his eldest son, at least that was how it felt, and Luke hated all of it. He hated the reasoning, the consequences, and the fact that he so desperately wanted to see his brother as he was, fully confident in himself again, but had no fucking clue on how. He felt so inadequate, and guilty too. Guilty that he felt like that when he was healthy. And he couldn’t talk to anyone about this.

So he swam.

He put all of his anger and frustration into it as he pushed for speed, and lap after lap, taking his turn on the wall only to launch himself forward again, and again. He knew how he would’ve dealt with this before, found a willing sub, make take it a little too strong. He didn’t want to do that anymore. He was trying to grow. He slipped as he approached the wall for the fifth time, and hit his shoulder and the side of his head on it. He groaned, and propped his arms over the border, pressing his forehead against the tile, and tugging on his hair, breathing.

The last time he’d been this angry, he’d left three bad mouthing Doms bloody. He sneered at the memory. He regretted it if only because it had been impulsive, and he knew it could some day come back to bite him. But it had felt good to shut them up, the only thing he felt he could do for his brother.

After doing his usual rounds, checking out the sports complex, making sure everything seemed safe, clean, and in its place, Dave found himself wandering a bit aimlessly. Not wanting to return to an empty house, the submissive shoved his hands in his pockets, fully intending to go another lap around the complex, hopefully ending with a more solid idea of a plan for the evening. As he bypassed the pool, sounds from within drew him, and he cocked his head before tossing open the door. Dave squinted, eyes adjusting to the dimness of the pool area as he scanned for the source of the noise. It didn’t take long for him to spot a figure swimming laps. 

Stepping forward, Dave remained quiet as he watched the swimmer, still unable to identify who it was but finding himself impressed by the speeds. After several moments, he watched as the individual surfaced, leaning onto the edge. Dave’s brows furrowed as he took another step forward. “Everything okay there?” He called, holding up a hand. “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to startle you. I should’ve started with a better intro.”

Late Night Swim. Open

Lucas dropped his bag on a bench close to the pool, and yanked his shirt and pants off, tossing both over the bag, and pulling on his speedos before he jumped into the pool, diving in and starting to swim. He'd had a frustrating call with his father. Those were rare and they never ended well. He was angry, angry at all the ropes his father still wanted to constrict him with, angrier even that he was doing so in the first place, something he had started to do a lot more than he had before Hunter's accident, which hadn't escaped him.

His father had mostly ignored him growing up, as long as he wasn't lecturing him, most of his focus went to his older siblings, but ever since Hunter's accident it was though he expected Luke to fill in a void, as though he was discarding his eldest son, at least that was how it felt, and Luke hated all of it. He hated the reasoning, the consequences, and the fact that he so desperately wanted to see his brother as he was, fully confident in himself again, but had no fucking clue on how. He felt so inadequate, and guilty too. Guilty that he felt like that when he was healthy. And he couldn't talk to anyone about this.

So he swam.

He put all of his anger and frustration into it as he pushed for speed, and lap after lap, taking his turn on the wall only to launch himself forward again, and again. He knew how he would've dealt with this before, found a willing sub, make take it a little too strong. He didn't want to do that anymore. He was trying to grow. He slipped as he approached the wall for the fifth time, and hit his shoulder and the side of his head on it. He groaned, and propped his arms over the border, pressing his forehead against the tile, and tugging on his hair, breathing.

The last time he'd been this angry, he'd left three bad mouthing Doms bloody. He sneered at the memory. He regretted it if only because it had been impulsive, and he knew it could some day come back to bite him. But it had felt good to shut them up, the only thing he felt he could do for his brother.

[subdavek]

lucastheoclarington·:

Night Out In Town - Open

Lucas stepped out of his car and looked around. He hadn’t been here yet, but it seemed there wasn’t much to see either. It was kind of charming at least, and clearly well kept. The main street bracketed by what looked like local stores and a couple restaurants, mostly in wood. Most of them were already closed as the sun was starting to go down, but they still shed warm light onto the street, and showed nice, quant, décor through the windows. He strolled across them, until he found a bar, deciding to go inside for a drink and a bite.

Bars most certainly hadn’t ever been places in which Dave overly enjoyed hanging out in, save for a few passing moments in his early twenties. Even so, after everything that had taken place recently he couldn’t help but to feel the need for a drink on this particular night. It was a slow night, not uncharacteristic of the general scene in Bridgeport, so when the door to the outside opened and an unfamiliar face stepped inside, Dave couldn’t stop himself from waving. “Hey there!” He called out, smiling brightly at the newcomer. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around, which is odd considering how long I’ve been here. I’m Dave Karofsky, I teach Biology up at the Academy, and coach football. What’s your name?”

Night Out In Town - Open

Lucas stepped out of his car and looked around. He hadn't been here yet, but it seemed there wasn't much to see either. It was kind of charming at least, and clearly well kept. The main street bracketed by what looked like local stores and a couple restaurants, mostly in wood. Most of them were already closed as the sun was starting to go down, but they still shed warm light onto the street, and showed nice, quant, décor through the windows. He strolled across them, until he found a bar, deciding to go inside for a drink and a bite.

[subdavek]

switchingkurt​:

DAVE 💬 KURT

KURT: I don’t understand how it’s a catch 22. You either tell me how you feel and you might get what you want or you risk not getting what you want because I don’t know what you want. It’s not a damned if you do, damned if you don’t. It’s just a damned if you don’t situation. I’m not lecturing, I just want you to understand so that I can understand. You have to share with me if you want me to understand.

KURT: I am definitely asking you directly. What is making you sad? Talk to me. I’m not going anywhere. What do you want? How can we move forward? It’s you that’s been with me at night. It’s you that I’m going out on a date with. Keep that in mind. What do you need?

KURT: Sometimes. So then I’ll be seeing you soon. I’ll try not to sneak a peek at your outfit choice.

DAVE: I didn’t mean to agitate you, Kurt. That wasn’t my intention but it seems that’s where we’ve landed even so. I feel like it is, and I’ll explain why. You came to me and said “someone else came and told me they like me, so I want to figure out where I stand with you”. And I appreciate that, I really do. It means a lot. But what that kind of says to me is that if I had said no, I don’t like you, you would have considered this other person’s offer differently. And I’m not saying that’s a bad thing. But, you also added at the end of the first set of questions, “does this not even matter because you’re already into poly?” So to me, that said there’s some feelings on your side, too, and you would be open to or are maybe even wanting to be with them. Which again, that’s fine. You’re allowed to have your feelings, you’re allowed to like people, you’re allowed to do literally whatever you want. I have no right or room to comment on that at all. But that’s kind of what makes it a Catch 22. If I don’t say how I feel, you’ll be upset. Or, something could happen that lands in a situation where you’re happy, or you and him are happy, but maybe I’m not so happy. So, then, I say how I feel. But depending on what I say and how that makes you feel, if you give up something you want, or something that would make you happy, based on that, well then....I’m the jerk. So...That’s why I see it as a Catch-22. Sharing is hard, and I know you’re not lecturing. I know you aren’t. I just...I just really, really don’t know what to say, or how to say it even if I did. 

DAVE: What’s making me sad? The conclusions I’m jumping to in my head. But I guess that goes more along the lines with the anxiety. I think I explained it pretty well before this. It makes me sad to feel like no matter what something isn’t going to go right. It makes me sad because I don’t...Want to be back at square one, or less than square one even. I know these things. I’m trying to keep them in mind. I don’t know how to say what I want, because what if it’s not what you want? Or not totally what you want? I...I mean you know...Nothing has changed, Kurt. Nothing ever has. Not my feelings for you. Not what I would want. Nothing. What do I need? I’ll have to get back to you on that, I’m sorry. 

DAVE: You will be, always. You’re sweet. It’s okay if you peek. I want to make sure you like it. 

[subdavek]

DAVE: I’m sorry Kurt. Really I am. I don’t mean to be difficult or to make things harder on you. I’m just not sure what to say. It’s a Catch-22 situation, I think. I don’t want you to be confused on anything, especially anything involving me. I don’t want to hurt or upset you. But feelings are hard. They always have been for me, which isn’t an excuse. It just means that sometimes I have more trouble than I should. I’m trying. And I don’t want to say anything that could…I don’t know.

DAVE: If you’re asking me directly…I’m a little sad, a little confused, and a lot anxious.

DAVE: See? You’re kind. Thank you, I’ll be sure to take you up on that.

subdavek​:

DAVE 💬 KURT

DAVE: I really appreciate that. It would be harder if we didn’t, and it means a lot to me that you recognized that. That…Makes sense. Thank you for explaining.

DAVE: Oh. Right. You said that. I see. That’s…A hard thing to say. Thank you for saying it. I’m…Not sure how to respond.

DAVE: I have no doubt you’ll look far beyond incredible. Me either. I want it to be a great night.

KURT: And here’s where I get confused. Other people think we’re dating, as in officially, but you’re so hard to read. I just told you that someone else likes me and that I want to establish what we’ve been doing. I have no idea what you’re feeling or what you want from me. Are you mad? Are you sad? Does it not matter because you’re into poly? 

KURT: I’m sure it will be. You can have anything you want from my shop, if you want something new to wear. I don’t mind. 

[subdavek]

DAVE: I really appreciate that. It would be harder if we didn’t, and it means a lot to me that you recognized that. That…Makes sense. Thank you for explaining.

DAVE: Oh. Right. You said that. I see. That’s…A hard thing to say. Thank you for saying it. I’m…Not sure how to respond.

DAVE: I have no doubt you’ll look far beyond incredible. Me either. I want it to be a great night.

DAVE 💬 KURT