[my roomie has done some werewolf stuff!! i was in a tabletop vampire: the masquerade game with her as the st, too. ohhh! that sounds like a lot of fun! i wish we had something like that, but the lazer center is all we have for our nerdy get-togethers. for now. XD oh, it was fantastic! i had a REALLY great time interacting with the people that i met.]
Nodding in agreement toward Charles' comment, the demon-eyed teen sat silent for a few long minutes, trying to decide if he should still ask his question. At times, he wished he had a switch that he could flip to shut down his natural inquisitiveness, but then that would be making things too easy and Kurt found that 'simple' was not a word used to describe his life. If he didn't come off as rude, he'd be pleasantly surprised because he wasn't sure how one went about discussing the topic he was about to present.
"I understand." He continued to hesitate though, taking a couple bites of his lunch for a distraction. Finally, after taking a drink of the water he'd got and jabbing at one of the strawberries with the prongs of his fork, he took a deep breath and oh-so-tentatively asked: "What, ah ... what happened to you?" Too vague. "I mean, for you to ... have to be in ..." he trailed off, absently motioning toward Charles' chair then dipping his head in mortification while hoping that he didn't sound too offensive.
Re: Kurt and Charles
Nodding in agreement toward Charles' comment, the demon-eyed teen sat silent for a few long minutes, trying to decide if he should still ask his question. At times, he wished he had a switch that he could flip to shut down his natural inquisitiveness, but then that would be making things too easy and Kurt found that 'simple' was not a word used to describe his life. If he didn't come off as rude, he'd be pleasantly surprised because he wasn't sure how one went about discussing the topic he was about to present.
"I understand." He continued to hesitate though, taking a couple bites of his lunch for a distraction. Finally, after taking a drink of the water he'd got and jabbing at one of the strawberries with the prongs of his fork, he took a deep breath and oh-so-tentatively asked: "What, ah ... what happened to you?" Too vague. "I mean, for you to ... have to be in ..." he trailed off, absently motioning toward Charles' chair then dipping his head in mortification while hoping that he didn't sound too offensive.