[Accidental voice post from his phone.]

[notasinglelady]

[Suddenly, a soft voice and a piano are heard.]

Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness

Who will be there for you
Comfort and care for you
Learn to be lonely
Learn to be your one companion

[It was hard to tell at first, but that’s definitely not a girl’s voice. The song and the piano go on until the last note is hit. Then you can hear a resigned sigh, and silence follows.]

Comments

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Never heard of it. Middle of nowhere, I take it?

[notasinglelady]

I'm not surprised. It's in the middle of...corn, and more corn. And then there's...even more corn.

Where are you from?

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Sounds.. boring.

New York, actually.

[notasinglelady]

Oh no, corn is just so fascinating. [Feel the sarcasm.]

Lucky. The glee club will perform in new york if we make it to nationals.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

... Especially the blue kind? [ yeah, he's reaching. ]

Yeah I guess I am. I've always liked it.

[notasinglelady]

That one too, of course.

If only I could live in a big city like that. I'm Kurt.

[askedtobe.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

Hey, maybe you will some day. You want to get out badly enough, you will. I'm Peter.

[notasinglelady]

Trust me, I will do mostly everything to get out of here. It's nice to me you, Peter.