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Question 3

Question 3: Before making a phone call, do you ever rehearse what you're going to say? Why?

            Kurt wondered who it might be as he walked to open the apartment's door. He opens it to find the guy of the freecreditratingtoday.com commercials. With a never-fading smile, the guys asked:

            "Is Squirt here?"

            "Squirt?"

            "My Blainey-boy."

            His Blainey-boy? Does Blaine have a boyfriend? A very good-looking boyfriend? No wonder why he never even looked in Kurt's direction, he's no competition to a nationwide known actor. But why he has never told it to Kurt? A little broken-hearted, Kurt tested the water:

            "And you are?"

            "I'm Cooper; I'm sure Blaine told you all about me, right?"

            Kurt cleared his throat:

            "Actually, no. Besides, Blaine's not here. He's in Ohio visiting his family."

            Cooper crocked one eyebrow:

            "In Ohio? Is he going to be away for too long?"

            "Just the weekend. Why?"

            "Great! I'll be taking his room."

            "But..."

            Before Kurt could elaborate on something more, Cooper had entered the apartment and was pointing to the door of one of the rooms:

            "Is that Squirt's room? Looks like him."

            This Cooper guy even have a pet name for Blaine? They must be serious. Before Kurt could form a coherent thought, Cooper has passed him with his suitcase, entered Blaine's room and closed the door behind him. Soon after, Kurt heard snoring.

            Kurt stood in his room, phone in hand, pacing in front of the mirror. He looked from the phone's screen in his hand to his reflection. He sighed and tried the words:

            "Hi Blaine!... Hi, Blaine... Hi! Blaine..."

            He threw his head back and exhaled desperately:

            "So, Blaine, your boyfriend is here. No, better... Your boyfriend arrived this morning."

            Kurt tapped the phone anxiously:

            "Blaine, there's a man in your room. Not just any man: the guy from the freecreditratingtoday.com commercials. Ha! You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend."

            No, he couldn't sound jealous or possessive. From the other room, Cooper snored louder than before. It was best that Kurt called already, before the other man woke up.

            The phone had ranged three times when Blaine picked it up:

            "Kurt! So nice to hear from you."

            "Hi, Blaine; how's..."

            Blaine interrupted him:

            "Do you believe that my prick of a brother hasn't showed up?"

            "Really? But you traveled there only to see him."

            "I know! He doesn't even bother to pick up his phone now. But Cooper has always been like that."

            If they were in a cartoon, a lightbulb would have lit up on top of Kurt's head:

            "Cooper? As in Cooper Anderson, the guy from the freecreditratingtoday.com commercials?"

            Blaine sounded embarrassed on the other end of the line:

            "Oh! You found out my brother is kind of famous..."

            Kurt could tell Blaine was blushing only by his voice. He was so adorable when he blushed.

            "Blaine, I know why you brother isn't picking up the phone..."

            "What do you mean?"

            "Cooper is passed out on your bed here in New York."

            Blaine groaned:

            "That's so Cooper! Now I understand why he asked for my New York address. But why on Earth would he tell me to fly to our parent's house?"

            Kurt giggled:

            "I don't know, Squirt."

            "Oh, no!"

            Kurt got worried about what had happened to Blaine for him to be so miserable. Then, the other boy continued:

            "Why, oh why, has he told you this embarrassing nickname?"

            Kurt was very amused by the situation:

            "I don't know, Squirt."

            "Stop it, Kurt!"

            Kurt snored a laughter:

            "He also calls you, and I quote: 'my Blainey-boy'."

            "That's less embarrassing..."

            "Oh, is it? So, I can call you 'my Blainey-boy'."

            Uh-oh, Kurt had gone too far. Maybe Blaine would see the posterior motives in Kurt's words. They were silent for a couple of seconds until Blaine's ringing laughter caressed Kurt's ear:

            "You can call me anything, Kurt..."

            Could he? Really? Blaine wasn't finished:

            "..., as long as you promise me never to be as obnoxious as my brother."

            "Oh, Blaine..."

            Kurt almost jumped into the air when he heard a voice behind him:

            "Is it my brother?"

            Kurt blinked a few times to make sense of the situation and then he nodded at Cooper, who smiled and took the phone from Kurt's hand:

            "Hey Squirt, what the Hell are you doing in Ohio?"

            Kurt didn't hear Blaine's end of the conversation, but Cooper answered:

            "No, I specifically asked for your New York address.  Why would I do that if not to visit you?"

            Another answer from Blaine and Cooper continued:

            "Tell mom I said hi and that I'll see them on Thanksgiving."

            Kurt mentioned as if he was going to leave the room to give the brothers some privacy when he heard something that made him paralyzed.

            "It's okay; your boyfriend opened the door to me and let me in."

            Kurt wanted to be a fly on Blaine's end of the conversation to know what he responded to Cooper. But, he had to settle with Cooper's side of the call.

            "No? But you speak about him nonstop..."

            Kurt's heart skipped a beat. He hardly noticed Cooper hanging up and giving his phone back. The Anderson man threw his hair back with a flick of his head and turned his piercing blue eyes to Kurt.

            "So? You are the famous Kurt, huh? We have lots to talk about! Why don't we start by embarrassing stories of Squirt's childhood?