I Owe You⟶Kuinn
Who ⟶Quinn Fabray, Kat Wilde
Where⟶Quinn’s Apartment on 42nd
When⟶Late night Tuesday.
Warnings⟶Smut
Quinn placed her phone next to her on the couch. She the television on, but the excitement of messaging Kat had drowned out the noise. She and Kat had been at this for a while now, they would flirt, send sexy messaged back and forth and the next thing she knew their sweaty, naked bodies were tangled up together beneath the white sheets of her king-sized bed. Although she was perfectly aware that this thing they had going could bring an ample amount of drama that wasn’t needed in her life, she couldn’t help herself. There was something about kat that she couldn’t resist.
She stood up from the couch, leaving her phone on the cushion. She went to the bathroom, making sure to brush her teeth and use mouthwash. Quinn hated the idea of tasting like anything other than mint, though she knew it wasn’t always the case. She assumed that the majority of the time, she tasted like green or black tea. It was her go-to caffeine fix since she was never a coffee drinker. When she was finished, she put on some low music in the background. She made sure to stay away from P!nk. As great as her music was, it was too much to listen to it outside of rehearsals. Especially since it was going to be their life for quite a while.
She saw the clock nearing the thirty-minute mark, knowing that Kat would probably be a few minutes late. New York traffic was unpredictable, but supposedly that was part of its charm. Quinn didn’t buy it. She headed to the kitchen, popping open a bottle of 2012 Domaine de Chevalier Bordeau and poured herself a glass. She contemplated pouring a glass for Kat, but she had a feeling there wouldn’t be too much time to drink wine, so she set the bottle back on the counter as she heard the call from the doorman. Kat was here. Quinn hadn’t given her a key yet, but she had been thinking about it. It would be much easier and much more discreet, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to go there yet. Quinn opened the door to see the sexy blonde already standing in the hall. “Get your ass inside. You’re late.” Quinn shut the door behind her with a soft smirk.