We know you're out there writing all the fabulous friendship stories ever (don't lie, the mods here are like Finn creeping down a corridor when it comes to be stealthy. Except we're actually kind of flawless like Bike Chanderson instead.)
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But in the meantime, have some Quinn + Tina:
“Thanks,” she says, a little wary at first, because people aren’t just nice to her for no reason - and honestly, she tries not think about how giving someone back their dropped property counts as nice here, how most of the kids she goes to this school with - including her - would use this as a ploy to get something for themselves. “I'm really glad we won."
“You were really good,” Tina says, smiling a little. “I think we would have done the Jacksons proud, at least a little. Those band kids can dance.”
“Everyone in glee club has a secret talent,” Quinn agrees, leaning back against the driver’s side door as she puts her lipstick away, making sure to zip her bag firmly shut. “You were great, too. Makes me wonder why you didn’t go to the Troubletones too, actually? Girl power, and all that. It’s not like anyone ever gave you a solo before.”
“It doesn’t work like that, Quinn,” Tina says, smiling softly now. She leans up against Quinn’s car too, resting her own bag, which is bulging with books and folders, on the ground beside her, and it makes Quinn wonder why she’s still here so late. “I had the option to go, sure - Mercedes asked me - but I chose to stay with my boyfriend and my friends. I like it in New Directions.”
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