former_cheerio: ([neu] seated)
Quinn was having an ... interesting ... night.

She'd finally sucked it up and asked Santana for that sexting lesson. Obviously she couldn't explain why she was suddenly so interested, and it took her a few tries to convince Santana it was for a class.

It took a few more tries, and a couple of not-so-veiled threats, to convince Finn it was really her and not Puck messing with him.

But now they seemed to be on a roll. They'd done the "What are you wearing?" thing, she'd claimed to be in her Cheerios uniform (she wasn't), he'd said his shirt was off, there'd been discussion of the chances of him broaching the under-the-shirt-territory while she was home for Thanksgiving...

And somehow this came back to some stupid assignment to use a wheelchair around school for Glee Club, and how Finn had to stop texting if he was going to get to the supermarket to buy stuff for a bake sale.

Quinn sighed and sent another text.

Whch matters more? Me or cupcakes 4 glee? Only 1 right answr.

Somehow, this wasn't making her less frustrated.

[OOC:Open post, half-open door.]

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