“God I hate the subway,” Kurt said as he and Rachel were pushed and shoved into the crowded car. Kurt managed to find a seat on the edge of the bench and Rachel opted to stand against the adjacent pole.
“But Kurt the subway is such an integral part of the city! It’s so full of life!” Just as she finished speaking the sounds of someone being sick could be heard a few seats down from Kurt.
“That enough life for you?” Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow.
“This will just make a good origin story for us when we’re famous,” Rachel said trying to keep the revulsion from her face. “When we’re rich and famous everyone will know of our humble beginnings.”
“That time can’t come soon enough.” Kurt pulled a magazine from his bag and looked through the ads trying to keep his mind distracted from the noise and mess around him. A few minutes into his browsing he came upon an ad for fur coats.