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chief_cheerio

Room 317, Saturday Night

Nov 19, 2011 20:27

Quinn decided Saturday afternoon that she couldn't go home for Thanksgiving. For one, there was the co-president thing; even if Annie would be around, it felt a little like the captain abandoning her ship with the iceberg straight ahead ( Read more... )

who: finn, what: emails, where: room 317, who: mom, bde: the nothing

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sexonyoursheets November 20 2011, 01:44:01 UTC

"Are you looking for something interesting?" Puck asked as he tapped on the door. "And can I help? I'll start with your panty drawer."

Such a giver.

chief_cheerio November 20 2011, 01:45:52 UTC

"Pass. Am I an only child?" Quinn asked, as if it was the most sensible response ever.

She wasn't finding anything from Frannie; even the sweater she'd swiped while her sister was home from college years before was gone.

sexonyoursheets November 20 2011, 01:52:59 UTC

"Um, no," Puck said, staring at her a little now. "Wishful thinking?"

chief_cheerio November 20 2011, 01:55:35 UTC

"Only if my mother suddenly decided I was her favorite," Quinn said, sitting back in her bed and wrapping her arms around her legs. "She swears I don't have a sister. I can't find anything to say otherwise."

Her voice was cracking a bit on the last few words. She'd wished her sister away plenty of times, sure, but not -- away-away.

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