Who: Quinn Fabray ( @quinnxfab ) & Sam Evans Where: Stoner Brett’s party — the front yard When: Friday evening, August 14th
Sam was used to feeling out of place, a blonde blight in a crowd of unfamiliar faces, but transferring to McKinley had changed all that. He’d lost his superpower of invisibility, but gained so much more. His uncle’s offer of letting him stay to finish his senior year in Ohio was looking better and better. Sam removed his keys from the ignition and peered out of the passenger side window. The party had already spilled outside and onto the street. He nodded in greeting to a few of the football players and winked at a few girls whispering in his direction, before slowly making headway to the front door. Well, that is, until he saw pink hair in his peripheral.
“Quinn? Is that—” Sam’s sentence ate shit as he tripped backwards and the wind was knocked out of his chest. “I guess,” he wheezed, “gravity didn’t want me saying you looked like Ramona Flowers.”
