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“So: who’s taking this solo?”
It’s a standard question for a standard Warbler meeting. Blaine is already preening; he knows he’ll get it. That’s the natural order of things.
“Kurt,” Sebastian says, with a shrug. Silence ripples through the room. When Kurt scans their faces he can tell they’re all waiting for somebody to laugh. Sebastian looks confused. “Is that not-- the obvious choice? If we’re doing God Only Knows, we want the most… angelic voice possible. He suits it best.”
Their eyes meet. Kurt can’t breathe.
Nobody votes against it.
“...Very well.” Wes taps his gavel. “Kurt it is.”
