Kurt took a seat in his dressing room in the back part of Yelp! one year ago Kurt met a man who got him out of Bikini Straps and Heart Attacks (a gender mutual strip club) to one more for him and he had been very grateful ever since. Kurt had never seen the man since then to thank him properly but somehow Kurt knew they would cross paths again.

He looked at himself in the mirror and focused on the glowing smile on his face. Had he known being a stripper could ever make him this happy he would have found a way to start the job before he had graduated high school. Particularly here where it made him elated like never before. Kurt closed his eyes and thought back to that night.

"One year ago" He whispered to himself, "Thank you. Wherever you may be, whatever you may be doing, thank you." Kurts thanked the man like this many times before but it never felt right to do so unless the man was standing next to him and could be done in person. His mind wandered back to his face. The soft honey eyes and the warm smile. Kurt just screwed the man but he still changed his life. Just as Kurt did for him, "One year ago." Kurt repeated again with a sigh. It was such a quick year since he began enjoying his job, granted stripping wasnt what he wanted to do but he made a decent enough living from it he couldnt accept any other career, no matter how degrading his job is.

Kurt opened his eyes and took one more look at himself in the mirror before he decided to get dressed into his day clothes and head out. He put on a purple button-up and black pants. He threw his signature black leather shorts in his backpack, zipped it up and threw the bag around his one shoulder. Kurt turned and headed for the door where he turned off the lights, walked out into the hall and locked up the room before leaving the club through the employees entrance.

The sky above him was a brilliant shade of pinks and oranges and yellows as the sun set. Kurt watched it lost in thought as he carefully began walking home. He made his way around front and was stopped by two hands collapsing on both his shoulders. Kurts fears brought him back. His heart was racing and his breath hitched. He didnt know what was going to happen to him next. Kurt closed his eyes and let out a heavy breath as he waited for what the person was going to do. He was spun around and was now facing the person.

"Kurt!?" The person squeaked.

Kurt sighed with relief. He recognized that voice, "One year." He reminded himself and opened his eyes to look at the man, "Blaine!"