Epilogue

The next morning Kurt woke up feeling more tired than he had been before going to bed. He heard the sounds of some people fucking each other senseless and growled.

Why can’t they keep it to themselves? he thought and got up.

Coffee was something that always made things better. He went to the small kitchen and started making coffee, yawning all the time. Once he sat down with a mug, his phone rang. It was Finn.

“Hi, Finn. What’s up? I thought you had left for that trip around Europe.”

“I did,” his brother answered. “But yesterday you sounded really miserable so I decided to call you. What are you doing?”

“Drinking coffee. I’m planning to go to a shop and buy a newspaper. I need to start looking for a new job,” he said and sipped the drink. He tried to sound calmer than he actually was.

“Good for you,” Finn said and Kurt could hear him smiling. “You are experienced; it won’t take long for you to find something.”

“I hope it won’t,” Kurt said, a yawn escaping his mouth.

“How did you sleep?” Finn asked, a concern in his voice.

“Not well. It must be a full moon or something because I had this very vivid dream…”

“Do tell.”

Kurt giggled at the nonsense that he had dreamed about. “Well, we were all in some kind of a secret agency. We were training there.”

“We?”

“A lot of people. There were five new members – me, Santana from my Physics class in high school, Wes from Geography, the jock Sebastian, and our neighbour Tina. You and your girlfriend Rachel were experienced agents. Ignore the fact that I have no idea what she looks like. There was also our cousin Noah. Oh, and my neighbour Shannon who lives in this building down the hall.  The best part – I was in love with dad’s co-worker’s son Blaine, who is married to Sugar, who was also in the dream. It’s easily the weirdest dream I have ever had.”