Who? Quinn and Rachel
When? Simultaneously with Quinn's text convo with Puck
Where? Where else?
What? Roommate SOS
Rating: SFW

Text Message
From: quinnie

rachel... i did something stupid.
Who? [livejournal.com profile] tasteslikepnk and [livejournal.com profile] woman_or_a_girl
Where? The apartment. Where else?
When? Wednesday night
What? In which Quinn has no prospects and Rachel has no dignity.
Rating: PG-13ish

Quinn tossed her book aside, sprawling out on her bed. She was horny. Horny and bored, but not quite to the point of calling Puckerman to get him to come back. Far from it, actually. She was still ridiculously sore from that the last encounter.

She heard a knock on her bedroom door, and raised her head, calling out, "Rach? If it's you, come in... If Jesse's with you... Ew. No."
Who? [livejournal.com profile] tasteslikepnk, [livejournal.com profile] woman_or_a_girl, and [livejournal.com profile] but_idontlie (if Puckermun's willing?)
When? Around 2 AM Friday night/Saturday morning, right after this
Where? Quinn and Rachel's apartment
Rating: Who knows with this lot...

Quinn wrapped herself in her bathrobe quickly, shaking her head at Puck in her bed. She wasn't entirely sure how she had ended up in the same bar as the boy who'd knocked her up her sophomore year of high school. She didn't even live in Lima anymore, and yet, there he'd stood across the room, even more muscular and tanned than she'd remembered. The next thing she knew, she'd invited him back to her apartment... the apartment she shared with one Rachel Berry.

The same Rachel Berry had texted her while she and Puck were still in the light making out, some talking stage, asking to either be let in the house, or to have a pillow tossed to her so she could sleep in Quinn's car. She was still irritated at her roommate for losing her key and pulling her away from Puck's body heat to go back into the slight chill of night and let her in. She made her way over to her car, knocking on the window before realizing that a homeless man was watching her... in her bathrobe... She pulled the robe a bit tighter around her form as she jerked a thumb toward the apartment. "I'm not making excuses!" she responded verbally to Rachel's accusation. "I... Rachel, he looks amazing."