Tina had been lying on her couch, staring at the bauble in front of her, trying to figure out just what to wish for. What she wanted couldn't be given because she wanted to go home, back to Mike. She wanted to live her life in Lima, help Mike get into school for dancing so she could follow him the following year. She wanted normalcy and just worrying about sectionals and getting slushied in the face. Not demons and people forced to sing their inner most thoughts.
It had been a good day, all things considered. Glee, taking the Sergievsky girls to see Santa, even if they were confused because of cultural differences. They seemed more up beat than they had been in recent weeks, which was good. They were so lively when they weren't scared and it had been sad to see two young girls so terrified and not knowing why. But they seemed better now, so that was good. Then she and Brittany had returned the girls to their parents and went their separate ways to their own apartments, Tina to figure out her wish and Brittany to... do whatever it was Brittany did. Talk to Captain most likely, work on choreography, things like that.
Hearing the knock on her door, Tina blinked and sat up in confusion. Just who would be knocking on her door? Had something happened to one of the girls? They were only a few doors down after all. But then the sixteen year old heard Brittany's voice and her eyes widened. Something was wrong. That much was obvious in her voice. So jumping up, Tina rushed to her door and opened it.
"Brittany? Is everything okay? Did something happen? Are you hurt?"
As she asked questions in rapid succession, Tina led Brittany into her apartment and sat her down on the couch, looking at her worriedly. Brittany was always so happy and seeing the best in all situations. She had never seen her this upset, even after Artie had called her stupid....