The Shots Verse
Kurt Hummel was a catch. Kurt was a catch, and Santana didn’t know what she was talking about. That’s what he’d tell himself until he believed it. But actually, talk was cheap. Kurt was going to go out and dangle himself at the gayest nightclub in the tri-county area and watch the men clamour to catch him. He wasn’t having a slutty meltdown or anything. His self esteem was not dependent on the attentions and opinions of strangers. He just needed an ego boost, one single night of his life for recalibration and encouragement from unbiased observers and also drinks. He just needed… a shot in the arm.
(Though it wasn’t exactly a needle he was looking to stick in himself, and he didn’t want it going in his arm either.)
- Part 1 of The Shots Verse
A ridiculously self-indulgent pile of fluff and the like. Directly follows the events of A Shot In the Arm.
- Part 2 of The Shots Verse