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[Phillip probably shouldn't say anything, as he doesn't know this woman, but he finally manages something brief.]

What isn't?

Is that my hint to pick up the phone?

I told you not to eat the Central Park hot dogs.

Edited 2012-08-23 01:51 (UTC)

My life, my dreams, my plans. Everything! It's so unfair when I've been mapping it out since I was two years old.

Not if you're getting it on with your other half, no.

Yes, I know, and I have taken your sound and worldly advice on board. Plus? I'm Vegan. It was kind of a given. Kurt, please, please, please come to New York! I miss you!

Well believe it or not, Blaine and I have managed to keep from being constantly joined at the hip over the course of the summer together.

I'm sure it's not that bad. Surely something is going your way...

Rach, you can't just ignore the part where I didn't get into NYADA... or any New York college. I'm staying here. It's been nice having the time with Blaine. Just... Ohioly boring.

Well, yes, okay. Lately things have been sort of a rollercoaster in my life. Very Norma Desmond. Just when I thought I had it all perfect, it fell apart. But I did get into the college of my dreams, but my best friend didn't and we were going to do it all together, but now I'm alone and my fiancé broke up with me to join the army.

How come? I envisaged you two never getting dressed and rolling around in your 1000 count sheets forever and a day now you're a free agent. I was totally jealous of you in my fantasies too.

I thought you didn't have any Plan Bs like me. Did you get into other colleges? You should still come here! You can get a job and we can get an apartment together, just like we planned. Blaine can come too when he graduates. It's not the same here without you!

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Phillip's never been good with words, so he's not entirely certain how to respond. Still, it seems to him that covers the whole gambit.]

I didn't. Not really. But I did submit other college apps. That doesn't mean it's ultimately what I want to do. New York is still where I would like to end up, so I'm just trying to figure stuff out right now. It's just not an immediate fix. I'm sorry, darling. I just can't come to nothing. At least here, I have Blaine. You'll be so tied up with NYADA, you won't have time to keep me occupied. It's everything you want, Rach! Just own it, girl.

Edited 2012-08-23 08:53 (UTC)

Nope. It never is.

[ Boo! Guess who's standing behind you? He's a dick. We know.]

Hello Berry.

[Rachel, on the other hand, will pretty much talk to anyone who will be her audience]

It's not selfish to wish you still had your best friend and your fiancé, right? People keep telling me I'm being selfish because I got into the college of my dreams and I have a supportive family who will do anything to help me get everything I hope for, but how does it all work when nothing has turned out how it was planned? I was supposed to do this with them, not without them.

You never told me that! You never told me you had back-up plans! Why didn't you tell me? I thought we were best friends! But I'm here. I'll look after you for Blaine. You'll love it here. We have Fifth Avenue, and the Banana Republic, and Central Park. You'll be in your element. I'll cook dinner for you every single night! Kurt, I need you. You don't know how much I need you here.

Sebastian. To what do I own this pleasure?

[She tries to fight the urge not to huff and cross her arms, and fails miserably like the diva she is]

It's a park. [ He said, looking around before back at her.]

I was going for a walk. [ And now he's just going to take a sip of his starbucks coffee. Because it's so much better then the Lima Bean.]

But I'm surprised to find you here Streisand. I thought you'd be singing on Broadway already? [ He seems amused but not hostile. For the moment.]

Rach... please. I just really, really need to pause and find myself right now. I know myself doesn't belong in the wonderful world of professional performing arts anymore, and I just need to figure out where it does belong. Please understand this for me, darling. It's confusing enough as it is and I need to be with Blaine right now. He's my rock.

Selfish?

[Phillip is without his best friend as well. Or rather, the only friend he'd say he ever had. There are others he might have called friends, but they're more acquaintances really and, well, Brandon's friends. Of course, whether or not they'd still count Brandon and Phillip amongst their ranks is debatable, as are Phillip's currently feelings on Brandon. He swallows.]

It's not...selfish. Perhaps others don't understand how you feel.

Well, I do have a rather extensive history of being selfish, so I think it's a little like that story, The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Now that I really do need something, they don't feel I'm entitled to it. Well, not really. The thing is, my fiancé's dad died due to PTSD fighting in the war, so he wants to do this for him, and my best friend didn't get the college he wanted so he's trying to find himself. But I just think he would be way better off with me. We could help each other, but he doesn't see that.

Have you ever been apart from someone who is just such a huge part of your world, you don't feel like you can survive without them?

I know, honey. I do. I'm trying to be good here and not the usual selfish bitch that I am, but New York is a big and scary place when there is no one to share it with. Why don't you two just come here and get married?

Do you want a gold star for those deductions? Because I'm clean out. Streisand? That's original, and it also shows how much you don't know. The audition circuit to Broadway is extremely strenuous and takes months. Not to mention the planning stages of a Broadway play can sometimes span into the double figures of months just for even the most basic facets. I have only been here for two months and college starts in three weeks. That is what my priority is.

...Wow. You really can't take a simple compliment. Can you Berry? You and Hummel are both so high strung. For your information, I'm aware of the audition circuit on Broadway. I was complimenting your talent. Which, as shocking as the sounds, was actually what I was doing.

And good for your college. Maybe you can stress out there instead of a public area.

I thrive on compliments, Sebastian. They are more vital to me than food and air. That, and applause. I have just never heard a single nice thing come out of your mouth, so excuse me for assuming you're just spawn of Voldemort reflexively. But if you are genuine, then, thank you. I appreciate the compliment.

I'm not stressing. I just lack an anchor for emotions in a new place. I'm working on it.

Well, there's need really been a need for a single nice thing to come out of my mouth. We were different sides. Warring sides at that but I was never stupid enough to underestimate that were the biggest threat.Well, you and Jones. And I am the spawn of Voldemort but it's Senator Voldemort, remember?

Because you're missing Dopey Smurf? It's New York Rachel. That should be your emotional anchor. You're in the city of dreams and you're just...sitting here.

Edited 2012-08-24 12:13 (UTC)

[Phillip listens politely as Rachel speaks, maintaining the appropriate social response, but he doesn't pay what she has to say much mind. He has his own worries and concerns to deal with and can hardly be bothered by her issues. That is, until she asks her question.]

Have you ever been apart from someone who is just such a huge part of your world, you don't feel like you can survive without them?

[He frowns. He doesn't want to talk about it.]

No. I haven't.

[It's curt, abrupt, and not all that convincing, but Phillip doesn't care.]

What part?

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