Pieces #299
“Don’t worry,” Quinn offered quietly, startling a heavily frowning Rachel’s attention from Santana’s receding back, “Finn and Santana aren’t dating.”
Rachel’s head snapped up, “What?”
Quinn took Rachel’s arm. “I have a proposal for you. Rachel,” she started leading them down the hall, “You’re going to let me help you get Santana right where you want her.”
“Quinn, I don’t…” Sighing, an automatic denial died on her tongue, and Rachel shyly met the blonde’s eyes, pushing her hair behind her ear, “What do you want in return?”
Quinn looked away, a smile flickering on her mouth. “Your help.”
“With…?”
“Brittany.”
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((Pieces, a collection of 100 word Pezberry drabbles))
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