Kurt smirked at his friend. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say. It’s already going to be a struggle making sure Tina and Eve wear proper outfits for a wedding.”
Kurt got to his feet, offering Vanessa a hand. “Follow me.” He led Vanessa into the tiny second bedroom of his and Shay’s apartment which he used as his studio. Robin was flopped in his doggy bed in the corner, but raised his head as the pair walked in. Kurt pointed at the seat for Vanessa, while he opened up his fabric closet and started digging through. “I have a few things in mind…”
Obediently following Kurt to his studio, Vanessa sank into the seat that he directed her to. She’d only been inside his studio a handful of times and had always found it a delight to be allowed to be inside, to take a peek into his creative process. “How much fabric do you have in there?” The blonde curiously asked, trying to peek into the closet over Kurt’s shoulders.











