Brittany spent the day playing with Lord Tubbington, and trying to get him to do his chores. She had taught him to do household chores. Mostly as a punishment, because he liked to misbehave. He read her diary, he liked to join gangs, smoke, she was trying to get him to behave. Brittany didn't want to have to discipline him, she wanted him to behave in the first place.
She had also been dancing, working on some choreography for Quinn's musical. Brittany was excited. She still wasn't sure that she wanted to actually have a part in it, but she wanted to help Quinn out. Brittany and Quinn had been friends for a very long time. Brittany had been one of the only friends Quinn had been allowed to have before she got to be a teenager. Brittany was really hoping that the musical would be a success. She wasn't sure she liked this island yet, but she'd never been this far from Santana before. She missed her very much. Brittany had always thought they'd get married.
Humming, she went to get the door. Brittany smiled when she saw it was Rachel. "Hi!" She said, and stepped back to let her in.