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Quinn Fabray can kill you with her crazy eyes (overthebra) wrote in wariscoming,

Santana's apartment. Well that would sort of be an issue since Santana wasn't so much here. Which Quinn personally saw as a good thing. Sure Santana had been her friend, sort of. But sexting of the father of her baby had kind of kicked that friendship to the curb. And 'sexting'? It even sounded tacky and awful. But Brittany would have to figure out a way to get by without Santana which Quinn was somewhat wary about, It'd be alright, she had friends here, and y'know. The others. It'd work out. "Santana's not here is the problem" she said simply, best to just get it out there. "But you can stay at the apartments and maybe she'll turn up. It could happen"

It wouldn't happen. Quinn liked things just the way they were without Santana around flirting with Puck and with Finn and whoever else she decided made sense to her at the time. It was more than a little irritating and Quinn did not like being irritated. And nor did her baby. Who did not steal thoughts but would not like Santana either. Quinn was weirdly looking forward to there being a little person who she got to show the world to. Not that she'd wanted to keep it but in this strange world and with all the horrible things out there being with her in the safety of the complex and with the people around her this was the safest place for it.

"You can stay near me, Puck stays on the same floor. You can help me look after the baby when she's born?" she offered not sure how Brittany would take to such an idea.