Not Amused
Feb. 2nd, 2012 11:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
griefofdawnWhen/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 53 of 100 )
"Answer your phone, Quinn," Rachel muttered, peaking around the corner at Kurt waiting at their table. She could pretend to be in the restroom for only so long.
"Quinn Fabray," her roommate answered.
"Quinn! This is Rachel! We have a small problem," Rachel whispered into her phone.
"Rachel, I'm at work, what's so important that it can't wait until tonight?"
"It's Kurt," she said.
"What's he done now?" Quinn asked, in the tone she always got when the topic of Kurt came up. Rachel grimaced. She wasn't sure what Quinn's problem was with Kurt but this wasn't going to help.
"Something about us was posted to his favorite gossip page."
"And?" Quinn said. "What does it say?"
Pulling the scrap of paper out, Rachel read it to her.
"That's… interesting." Quinn said. "Does he believe it?"
"I don't know," Rachel muttered, glaring at the curious barista walking by. "I said it wasn't true. But he wants to meet Lucy Cue."
"And why would that be?"
Rachel cringed at the sudden icy tone. "I might have said I know her."
"We'll talk tonight. Don't tell him anything else," Quinn said, before abruptly hanging up.
"How?" Rachel grumbled to the dial tone.