<hr/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>i just <em>WANT</em> somebody to love <em>ME</em></strong></span></span></div><hr/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://tv-fanatic-res.cloudinary.com/iu/s--ta_7s8pu--/t_full/cs_srgb,f_auto,fl_strip_profile.lossy,q_auto:420/v1371095373/quinn-fabray-pic.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Name: </strong> quinn fabray<br/><strong>Sorting:</strong> gold<br/><strong>Age:</strong> 20<br/><strong>Orientation:</strong> lesbian denials so fabGAY<br/><strong>Mood:</strong> hungry and tired <br/><strong>Time &amp; Date</strong> 12/21/2020| finals for winter term  | 7:27pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Dining Hall<br/><strong>Coming From:</strong> library<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> storm, leila, arebella, rachel | NPC miss evie cook - <em><strong>opened</strong></em></span><br/><hr/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><br/>quinn fabray was starving she was glad that she had someone to share her meals with, storm her dormmate was a blessing in disguise. they were like so chill and vibed rolling with the punches. the kid rarely question quinn allowed her to eventually open up about why she was at jamison and her true self. the fact that she was in love rachel berry was locked safely under key by storm and she was confident her close friend wouldn’t say anything. god she really hated it here and hated her parents because she so badly wanted to go to yale. as great as the different programs were here the truth was they would never measure up to the ivy league school, quinn had her heart set on. not only that but the blonde’s radius to rachel was closer if she would be studying in new haven. as it were this school rarely let her leave campus, and she damn well didn’t want to go back to ohio to see her family. <br/><br/>so she studied hard, studied, had fun in the drama abs musical departments abs actually enjoyed college level cheerleading it was less a popularity contest. and she was in the library studying for one of her finals after a particularly hard lab when she received the next text from storm. now quinn had learned to early on decipher the exited rambling txt speech of her brunette friend. so she wondered if her stormy nights needed an out of some sort from another one of their stalkers. so she opted to stop the studying still in her cheerleading uniform from earlier and head to the dinning hall early. her letterman thick warm whool jacket on and book back on her shoulders she grabbed the fastest thing she could find. she loved miss evie honestly that woman was a goodsend. just as the blonde was about to grab a boring salad evie handed her an already made BLT. “no really i love you miss evie.” <br/><br/>she thanked the woman, paid and evie’s eyes drifted to the table. nothing got passed that woman. she clearly knew quinn was about to search for storm. and she found storm quickly her eyes following evie’s like of sight to spot storm sitting at the knights of the round table (they dubbed it that early on) in the corner of the dinning hall. only he wasn’t alone as suspected. quinn quickly walked in that direction as she spotted arabella the shy girl she had a couple of conversations with. smiling and happy that the girl had found storm to sit with. she didn’t know Leila and she wondered if that was the person storm was freaking out about, “hey stormy.” she called out to him but then stopped short because rachel’s was blocked from her line of vision.<br/><br/>when she spotted rachel, quinn’s jaw went slack and she stood there tray<br/>in hand completely dumbstruck. “rachel...” she practically whimpered. her face turning slightly red from embarrassment that rachel berry of all people was there at this school. “what..” quinn sat down blinking and setting her tray down. hunger just flying out the window for a moment as she drank in the sight of her beautiful best friend. “what are you doing here?” she recovered schooling all the emotions on her face yet her eyes told a different story. “you have two gay dads” she said in a whisper through clenched teeth. “the aclu won’t help anything rach, if that’s why you’re here.” she was trying to not make this a bug thing. clearing her throat she smiled at bella and Leila, “hi there guys.” she frowned only slightly at storm it was one of those tiny reactions but came off as more of an perfectly sculpted tawny eyebrow that was always on point; which said “you couldn’t have warned me?” licking her lips she breathed our, “i guess we have company at the round table.”  and she was once again back to looking over at rachel. “hi”<br/></span></span>