Call me Q.

Lucy Quinn Fabray As stated above, my name's Quinn, but my friends call me Q. I'm a twenty one year old Yale graduate with a degree in Drama and a minor in Photography. While New Haven was great, it was time for a change. I've moved to New York and I'm ready to take the next step in my life. With my friends by my side, I know there is nothing that I won't be able to accomplish. Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.

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CHAT 📧 SEQUINN

SEBASTIAN: This is Sebastian, indeed.

SEBASTIAN: Living with your friends? You're obviously not Blaine. And you appear far to educated to be Sam. That means you must be their lady friend, Quinn, am I right? Blaine speaks very highly of you.

SEBASTIAN: Look, let me put it like this: Blaine and I have been speaking since the beginning of high school. We are about about to get bachelor degrees. If I had any intention of hurting him, or any of you, for that matter, why wait that long?

SEBASTIAN: Judge away. You'll see that I'll rub off on you sooner or later.

QUINN: That would be me. I wouldn't expect any less from Blaine. After all, he and I have been friends for the majority of our lives.

QUINN: Let /me/ put it like this: the amount of time you've been speaking to Blaine doesn't matter to me. There's a difference between simply chatting online and living together. A person's true character can't be hidden in person for long.

QUINN: There will be no rubbing of any sort.

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F2F ⇆ QUAINE

The small crowd of teenagers made it easy for Quinn to slip into the Hero Hangout relatively undetected. Her hazel hues immediately sought Blaine out the moment that she separated herself from the group. She spotted him instantly and she couldn’t help the fond smile that formed when she took in his heroic uniform. While she refused to admit it, there was something about seeing him dressed as a superhero that seemed to be oddly fitting. After all, he had been Lucy’s kind-hearted hero for most of their childhood.

Watching him talk to customers, lighting up in a way that he only did when speaking of something he loved, reminded her of how much she’d missed him. While she wasn’t one to indulge in comics, she enjoyed the passion and enthusiasm that both Blaine and Sam displayed when speaking of the characters that they’ve come to love. She truly missed seeing that spark in person. Though she wanted nothing more than to call his name and make her presence known, she paused and simply -- watched.

It had been difficult to keep the news of her move from Blaine when her instinct was to share her joy and excitement with him. There was very little that she couldn’t tell him. But this had been different. She couldn’t bring herself to tell him until it felt real, until she was finally here and knew, without a doubt, that she wouldn’t be leaving any time soon.

As Blaine moved to the register, Quinn drew closer, keeping herself to the side, just out of his line of sight. She inched closer as they wrapped up the transaction and exchanged a few words, her smile growing. “I could have sworn that superheros were suppose to be vigilant and on the alert.” she began the moment the boy had stepped away with his purchase, “Anybody could have slipped in without you knowing. What would the Blonde Chameleon think?”

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F2F ⇆ FABREVANS

As a Fabray, keeping one’s composure was a must. Never let anyone see you sweat, always keep your poker face on. Yet finding a way to keep herself composed in this situation was proving to be far more difficult than Quinn had anticipated. The smile on her lips had been in place from the moment she arrived to New York. The excitement of it all had been building within her, barely containable was her need to see her two favorite people.

It had been too long since the blonde had the opportunity to see Sam and Blaine in person. She missed them more than she believed to be possible. So she could hardly be blamed for ushering out the two movers the moment the last of her belongings was secured within the confines of her new apartment. She thanked them graciously on the way out, locking her door securely as she followed them out.

The trip to the boy’s apartment was familiar, one that filled her with unbridled anticipation, her stomach churning with undeniable butterflies at the prospect of -- well, that was unexpected. She’d been certain that this -- whatever this was -- that she felt for Sam had dissipated in the time apart, but now, knowing she was so close to seeing him once more, she could feel it making itself known once more.

Refusing to linger on her questionable feeling towards her friend, she slipped into the building and made her way up to his floor. Sooner than expected, Quinn found herself standing at his door, curled fist knocking on the door without her truly being aware of the action. The seconds between her knock and the opening of the door appeared to drag on for a small eternity. Then he was there, standing in front of her and she couldn’t restrain her blinding grin had she wanted to.

“Sam.” his name left her lips in a whisper, a breathe of air. Then she was moving, drawing closer to throw her arms around him. “I missed you.”

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TEXT MESSAGE 📨 FABREVANS

SAM: Oh, an actual book. To be honest, that's not entirely my fault. Puck convinced me that the high school library was haunted by the 'Ancient Librarian' and my mom would've been mad if I brought home a ghost. Plus, Stacey and Stevie are scared of ghosts. ...And so am I.

SAM: We should get together! I am off on Sunday! And maybe if I talk to JBI, I can make sure that Blaine is off too! We could get together, and have fun just like old times!

SAM: I won't tell him! Cross my heart and hope to die. Stick a needle in my eye. Ow...that would really hurt.

QUINN: Puck was a jerk. I would have thought that you'd have learned not to believe everything he says. What if I promise to bring you a ghost free book?

QUINN: Definitely! Please do! I would love to see you both on Sunday. How about you two come over and help me get settled in? Then I'll treat you both to lunch.

QUINN: ... Yeah. It's a weird saying. But thank you.

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SAM: I...don't understand what you mean. Are there comic books that don't have many drawings? I'm pretty smart about comics and I can't think of any like that...

SAM: OH MY GOD! Qublam back together again!!! I'm so stoked! When are you going to be here? Does Blaine know?

QUINN: Oh, Sammy. I was talking about a book. An actual book that doesn't involve some kind of superhero.

QUINN: You're not the only one! I can't wait to get there. I'll be there on Sunday. So just a few more days until I'm there. For good this time.

QUINN: Blaine has no idea. I haven't told him yet and you need to promise me that you won't tell him either. I want to surprise him myself.

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CHAT 📧 SEQUINN

QUINN: This is Sebastian, right?

QUINN: I heard about your upcoming move to New York and I feel the need for us to get acquainted, seeing as you will be living with my friends.

QUINN: While I do respect that Blaine has enough trust in you to allow you to move in, I think that he's a little too kind for his own good and has a tendency to see only the good in people.

QUINN: So I'm here to judge for myself.

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SAM: I mean, I guess...but I prefer my version of the 'classics.' :]

SAM: I would love that! Wait...? Quinn? Are you moving to NY?

QUINN: I think the superhero outfit proves your love of comics, but one of these days I will get you to try something with more words and fewer pictures. ;]

QUINN: Seeing as my things are packed and I have an apartment waiting for me, I think it's safe to say that I will be moving to NY.

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SAM: Quinn! Hey! Oh, not too busy, just saving customers from buying knock off issues of some of the classics!

SAM: I can take a break, even though you know that my job is much more than that! What's up?

QUINN: Oh, Sammy. You and I have different definitions of 'classics'.

QUINN: How would you feel about having me move to NY?

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TEXT MESSAGE 📨 FABREVANS

QUINN: Hey, Sam. Are you busy?

QUINN: Or can you take a break from playing superhero for a while?