[ TDR // Closed thread with Kurt ]

[frankengleek]

[ This is Finn. This is Finn in his and Kurt's room, sitting on one of the couches, with a guitar in his lap. He's strumming at it and moving his fingers around on the bridge, but nothing that could actually be called a chord is coming out of it. In other words, he's failing hard. XD

Why is he doing this? Well...~ ]

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[gleefulkicker]

[Kurt strolls in twirling his earbuds, humming something random. He stops mid-stride at this image before him. And his lip twitches as he attempts not to grin.]

...Finn? What are you doing? [Okay, that grin breaks through a little, and he chuckles as he puts his iPhone and headphones down, closing the door behind him.] Didn't you once tell me it took you an entire week just to figure out the guitar on Rock Band?

[frankengleek]

[ He wants to look a little miffed, but the comment about the Rock Band guitar pretty much completely nullifies that effort, and he chuckles a little instead. ] They're totally different, though. No buttons to make chords on this thing.

[ He tries again, and the notes strummed are just...awful. XD ] ...I mean, you...like this sort of thing, right? [ His expression changes again, but it can be passed off as concentration. ]

[gleefulkicker]

[...oh god, was that supposed to be music? Kurt has to try very, very hard, not to laugh here. He wants to be supportive!]

Sure? But, you know, if you want to learn how to play, we do know several people who could give you lessons. Puck or Artie, for starters. Or Sam. [Might take all three to teach the poor boy, actually.... Oh god, Finn, you are so cute.]

[frankengleek]

[ Pff, he's fully aware that what he is creating is not music. XD But hey, he's trying! ]

Yeah, I could ask them... [ Strum, looking at the strings. ] Or that guy that was playing and singing with you and stuff. [ ...why no, that wasn't grumpy-sounding at all, Finn. Not in the slightest. Really. ]