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Tweak says, "And when I dream"

Sugar Motta (sugar_motta) wrote in mckinley_high,
@ 2012-03-17 00:14:00

Entry tags:

! thread, # character: quinn fabray, # character: sugar motta

RP Thread
Who: Sugar, Quinn (and anyone else who wants to show up if they'd like)
Where: Quinn's hospital room
What: Sugar promised Quinn a new hair bow to brighten up the place.
When: Saturday afternoon
Rating: PG

Sugar bounded through the hospital hallways, smiling at the nurses and cute little old men hanging out in wheelchairs outside their rooms as she made her way to the room designated for Quinn Fabray. A bunch of the New Directions kids were taking turns coming and visiting and since Sugar was definitely a New Directions member now, it was only right that she take a turn and visit Quinn in the hospital. It's what friends do, right? And teammates? It was definitely something that teammates should do.

She hadn't come when she was in ICU -- really sick people just unsettled Sugar with the death and dying of it all -- but with Quinn moved to a different section, there was less death and more need of glitter.

She knocked softly and opened the door with a big grin. "Are you awake?" she announced brightly.

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beautifulquinn
2012-03-17 06:39 pm UTC (link)

Quinn had been up all morning. Physical therapy had started at nine o'clock and someone was in her room every couple of hours to stretch and massage her legs. It was almost annoying, not being able to have any time alone. She'd been struggling with physics homework until lunch, giving up when they brought in her chicken salad sandwich.

Hearing a new voice, she grinned. The blonde had been craving social contact. Missing school was getting old. "Hey, Sugar," she smiled, waving her in. "It's just me, so you can make yourself at home," she murmured.

Biting her lower lips, she attempted to adjust in the bed. Her left arm was still in a cast, making it hard to sit up, but she was learning maneuver more and more. Quinn appreciated having the ability to move a little. Even just a bit.

"How are you?" she smiled, feeling better than she had in a few days.

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sugar_motta
2012-03-17 07:48 pm UTC (link)

"Good," Sugar replied, taking her sunglasses off the top of her head. "It's sunny outside, which is really nice. You look bad, though." She stopped, thought for a second and shrugged. "Sorry - Asperger's," she tagged on. "I brought you the hair bows to brighten you up!" she exclaimed.

With a happy grin, she flopped down onto the chair next to Quinn's bed and started rummaging through her purse for the bows. "I tried to bring one of the kittens, but they always insist that animals be on leashes, and Fluffernutter doesn't like being on a leash, which I don't blame her. How are you feeling?" she asked.

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beautifulquinn
2012-03-18 01:15 am UTC (link)

Quinn wanted to frown. She didn't like being told he looked bad. Most of the bruising had gone down, but there was still yellow-ish spots around her eye and healing cuts on her face and arms. She bit her lower lip, forcing a smile as Sugar looked for the bows.

"It's better than before," she insisted quietly, realizing how bad it had been and still could be. "Thanks for trying, but I guess I'll have to wait for the presence of animals," she continued, looking from Sugar to the wall beyond the girl's head.

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	sugar_motta 2012-03-18 03:43 am UTC (link)
	"I just need to find a nice nurse who understands the importance of animal therapy. It's cutting edge, so these doctors might not have heard of it," Sugar said as she pulled a bright pink box from her bag triumphantly. "Here we go! Which side do you want to wear it on?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	beautifulquinn 2012-03-18 05:23 am UTC (link)
	Quinn laughed. She hadn't even really brushed her hair yet, but she pointed to the right side of her head. "Over here," she murmured. "Thanks for coming in, Sugar. I know it's weird and awkward," she mumbled. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

sugar_motta
2012-03-20 02:11 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, but only a little bit," Sugar replied as she moved to the right side of Quinn's bed and started threading her fingers through the other girl's hair to position to bow just right. "It's easier if I pretend that this is really an episode of House... well, maybe ER, back before George Clooney went grey and it'll all be solved in under an hour and you are really broken but just pretending because you wanted to be an actress and this was the best first job you could get. So... good job," she said with a smile. "So... do you have a mirror?"

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beautifulquinn
2012-03-20 07:07 pm UTC (link)

Quinn laughed quietly. Sugar was sweet. Stupid, but sweet. She at least seemed to have good intentions. The blonde couldn't say the same for everyone she came across. And Quinn wouldn't mind being an actress. "Are you acting, too?" she asked curiously. "You know, the part of a visitor? Are you pretending to act?"

She ran her hand over her hair, feeling the bow. Maybe it did help. She looked around, eventually pointing to a hand mirror. "Right there," she nodded. "I'd get it, but I can't exactly move that far yet."

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	sugar_motta 2012-03-23 02:34 am UTC (link)
	Sugar hopped up to grab the mirror and handed it to Quinn. "I think it looks perfect. It's bright and happy and just the thing that you needed." (Reply to this) (Parent)