JOIN ME ON THE ROOFTOP → Quinn Fabray

• TAGGING → Quinn Fabray & Noah Puckerman
• TIME FRAME → Tuesday night, 5/22
• THE LOCATION  → Hotel roof in Chicago
• GENERAL NOTES  → It was perfect, bb!!!
  

After clinching their second title at Nationals, Puck knew there wasn’t much chance of him sleeping anytime soon. He was still running on the adrenaline from the crowd and the thrill of winning, so despite the endless hours of work they’d put in leading up to the competition, he was wired, and with nothing to do. He’d thought about getting another party together, Blaine’s birthday had been a success after all, but instead he’d ended talking with Finn and Mike about any number of things that had popped into their minds. It was a low key night as far as celebrations went, so when he got a text from Quinn saying she needed to talk, he didn’t hesitate to agree to it.

As he climbed the last flight of stairs and opened the door to the roof, Puck wasn’t sure what to expect. Quinn’s texts had seemed serious after all, and she’d even gone as far as to say it was important. He couldn’t imagine she’d have done that if she’d suddenly gotten the urge to try her hand at throwing water balloons off the roof. “Hey,” he said to get her attention as he stepped out onto the roof and let the door close behind him. “Everything alright?” Her answer of ‘I don’t know’ hadn’t put his mind at ease when he’d asked her through text, so he could only hope that he got a better one this time. “Not planning to jump, or anything?” A teasing grin tugged on the corner of his lips as he tucked his hands into his pockets and walked over to join her. It was his attempt to lighten the mood, try to get her to smile, and ease his own worry all rolled into one. After a rough end to their summer that had carried on for the majority of their senior year, Puck was glad to be able to talk to Quinn about things again. He’d missed it more than he wanted to admit.

QUINN FABRAY:

To say that the past few weeks had been easy for Quinn would be a complete and total understatement. While being accepted into Yale and securing their second consecutive Nationals win would normally be considered exciting, it was hard for Quinn to get excited about much of anything when her personal life was currently a roller coaster that didn’t stop for a break. Just as things with her future were finally clearing up, her relationship with Sam had taken a turn for the worse. They had become distant, hardly talking at all. They had begun to live their own lives separately, and somehow neither of the two seemed all that phased by it. They had grown out of each other, and there was hardly anything that they could do to salvage it. Deciding that even though things with Sam weren’t exactly panning out in the way she would have hoped for, she wasn’t about to let that happen with everyone she cared about. And what better place to start with than her family, right?

Her friendship with Puck had nearly come out of the blue, but she could hardly complain about it. She and Puck had a history that, to this day, still confused her. He was her first for a lot of things, and somehow you just can’t get over someone like that. However, they hadn’t talked much since things went down a bad road between them, but she was willing to do just about to smooth things out between them. That even included finally growing up a bit and realizing she had to make a move now or she would never have a chance to be a part of Beth’s life. So, she emailed Shelby. Truthfully, she had been planning on doing it for a while, but with a little encouragement and help from Puck, the words couldn’t stop coming. It was like a weight was being lifted off her shoulders, and somehow she knew it wouldn’t have been possible without him.

The nerves were eating at her stomach as she stood against the railing of the roof, her eyes flashing from building to building. Just the thought of even merely mentioning all this to him was enough to make her lean over and hurl. She jumped quickly at his voice, turning around with a small smirk on her face. “And risk not seeing everyone at graduation? You’ve got to be out of your mind, Puckerman.” She declared, her voice softening as she turned to look back at the lights. Chicago was a city of dreams. It was a city where she could put the past behind her. It was a place where she could officially turn a chapter into her future. It was a place where she could finally be brave. After a few moments of silence, Quinn’s voice spoke up softly. “I emailed her, you know. Shelby.” She sucked in a breath, nearly avoiding his eyes. “I told her everything. I told her about Yale and how hard I worked to get into there, I told her that I had made mistakes before and I was taking responsibility for them, and I told her how sorry I was.” She paused, her eyes lifting to his. “But mainly, I told her how happy I was that she had Beth and, well, you.” A soft sigh escaped her lips as she quietly muttered, “And jealous.”