13. all the men in my life keep getting killed by Kandarian demons

[tender_crook]

[Phone (locked to Blaine Anderson, Monday morning)]

So hey, Blaine, about that date for coffee.

[Action (open to Gregg and townsfolk, Monday morning:]

[Kurt has begun preemptively nailing boards to everything. And is probably a little trigger happy, despite handling the weapons in the house like they might burn him. Tybalt understands the

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[bustsamove]

[What are you doing Will, remember the last time something terrible happened in town and you tried to go make sure he was ok? Yeah, you got shot in the back. Is it really worth risking becoming a living version of Thriller to make sure he's safe? Of course it is...

knocks on the door]

[tender_crook]

[A sliver of visible Kurtface appears at the window; his eyes widen.

More rattling at the window, and it opens a crack. Well, he doesn't look particularly cadaverous.]

Mr. Schuester?

[bustsamove]

Kurt? I just wanted to make sure you were ok.

[quickly turns his head back to make sure nothing followed him over. Coast seems clear, at least he didn't die before he got to check this time.]

[tender_crook]

[Great, maybe he did this nailing boards over things wrong, because now he has to start yanking nails out of the woodwork to actually let people in. Or, presumably, out. He knew that couldn't have been as obvious as it seemed. Oops.]

I'm fine, you need to get your ass inside--

[kurt said 'ass' now it's serious]